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Forefather

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Original: Forefather. Urri.

Traduction: Ancêtre. Urri.

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Dan Fogelberg. Forefathers. Dan Fogelberg. Aïeux.
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hand And we struggle through our lives Though the generations wander, the lineage survives And all of us, from dust to dust We all become forefathers

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Fogelberg Dan. Forefathers. Dan Fogelberg. Aïeux.
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to hand And we struggle through our lives Though the generations wander The lineage survives And all of us From dust to dust We all become forefathers

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Original: Fogelberg, Dan. Forefathers.

Traduction: Fogelberg Dan. Aïeux.

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I Am Abomination. To Our Forefathers. Cataclysm. I Am Abomination. À nos ancêtres. Cataclysme.
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What makes us human? Is it out ability to create or our ability to destroy? To whom much is given, much is expected. To trust the corrupt is to swallow

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I Am Abomination. To Our Forefathers. Greetings From Easter Island. I Am Abomination. À nos ancêtres. Greetings From île de Pâques.
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We were seeded By a mother culture Children of genius That have stalled into ignorance. The writings on the wall Spell out a surprising past. We

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I Am Abomination. To Our Forefathers. Invisible Titans. I Am Abomination. À nos ancêtres. Invisible Titans.
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We never would have thought that we were dead. We were torn limb from limb. Let this be known as our battle-hymn. Our spirits rise from our shattered

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I Am Abomination. To Our Forefathers. Since 1776. I Am Abomination. À nos ancêtres. Depuis 1776.
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To our forefathers with love Thanks for tearing the world apart. Primitive minds are left terrified. Strife, confinement, and the pursuit of lucidness

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I Am Abomination. To Our Forefathers. Thoughtcrime Is Death. I Am Abomination. À nos ancêtres. Est Mort Thoughtcrime.
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Harvest the cancer, fill the sphere to the brim. It's overflowing with the thought of another. Don't fall out of line, you may find yourself floating

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I Am Abomination. To Our Forefathers. The Deceiver. I Am Abomination. À nos ancêtres. The Deceiver.
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For the toll of the road, It's something fabricated, one writer. Whether right, or whether wrong, We are both who we don't want to see And the same.

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I Am Abomination. To Our Forefathers. Rock N' No Soul. I Am Abomination. À nos ancêtres. Pas âme Rock N '.
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You gave birth to a deaf generation Visual talent is the new sensation The trade in value of soul has dropped to all time low Plastic molds are the new

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