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lyrics

A moment of panic,
A season of regret,
A reason to carry on,
And carry on yet.
A moment of panic,
A time to regret,
A reason to carry on,
And carry on yet.

Hell is hot and sweltering green,
I can’t forget what I have seen,
This ditch may lead to Jungle streams,
My wounds may lead to fever.
It’s all so simple now it seems,
Embraced in varied morphine dreams,
Reduces every noise to screams,
And every man a believer.

A moment of panic,
A season of regret,
A reason to carry on,
And carry on yet.
A moment of panic,
A time to regret,
reserves we can call upon,
and carry on.

Hold your head up Corporal George,
Far better men than you are forged,
In war, and glory be engorged,
The regiment be praised,
So curse the king and curse the colours,
Officers and men and others,
Butchering our band of brothers,
Regret the day they were raised.

A moment of panic,
A season of regret,
A reason to carry on,
And carry on yet.
A moment of panic,
A time to regret,
A reason to carry on,
And carry on yet.

The bird’s not headless and still crows,
Lady Pole took eleven blows,
It’ll take far more to lay me low,
Our mother’s mercy tendered.
Then roll me in a foetid creek,
With little strength to swim or speak,
Or shout my curses to the meek,
And miserably surrendered.

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from All Monsters to Angels, released December 7, 2019

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