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Greta Van Fleet


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The Barbarians lyrics

Children with their toys of war
Birthright of death with a fiery breath
Funeral of any sense
Painted up in the red and dressed in lead
We are

Are we prisoners of renegades?
Well I've done my time, woah
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas Babylon
Woah, woah, woah, woah

Mothers of barbarians, woah
Were your young so spry when they left to die?
We are

Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well I've done my time, woah
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas Babylon
Woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah

Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well I've done my time, woah
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas Babylon
Woah, woah, woah, woah

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The Barbarians is a song interpreted by Greta Van Fleet