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Shovel Part​.​2

from Echo by Cyrod Iceberg

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lyrics

One man's hero is another man's foe
When the noose and the pistol's the only law they know
Promises just pretty words on the breeze
In their eyes you're carrying the traitor's disease
Signed a note saying you'd fight and die

Before realising your enemy was looking in your eye
In the battlefields of Texas you took your chance
Your pistol dropped as your conscience snagged
For better or worse you picked your side
Picked a flag to stand behind and die

How can you help build an empire on the bones of the opposed
Replace peaceful existence with a system you detest
You fought hard, you fought long all through the night
When supplies were low and ammunition was tight
You shot the men trying to raise the white flag

No mercy awaits men with a deserter's tag
Now the irons dig hard around your neck
To the man shouting orders you're just another Mick
Like the one with no legs propped up in a cart
Just long enough for a rope to rip him apart

I didn't fight this hard for a Roman pope
No man on a cross is worth the hanging rope
But I can't stand by while the poor get walked on
And I won't pull a trigger just 'cos someone gives me a gun
There are no heroes in this tale
We're anonymous men bleeding in a field far away

I could crawl in this hole and let them pour soil in
Where would it end, where would it begin?

I rest on my shovel, my work almost done
Then throw my comrades in one by one
Resigned to a world where the mighty make the rules
And the rest of us dance as they call the tunes

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from Echo, released August 2, 2013
lyrics : Patrick Bowe

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