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Rome is an experimental neofolk and martial industrial act founded in November 2005 as a main output for the songs of Jérôme Reuter of Luxembourg.[1] Though Reuter is the main creative force in the band, he performs live with a range of musicians who also contribute performances on various studio recordings. In early 2006 Rome was signed to the Swedish record label Cold Meat Industry. Rome has since signed with the Trisol Music Group record label as of 2009. Rome are considered one of the most important acts within the neofolk genre.[2][3] Prior to his work in Rome, Reuter was the singer in a post-punk band called Mack Murphy and the Inmates.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rome_(band)
We rise & fall in revolts ill-planned & doomed
Tired of inventing ruses
To be more than a name on some tomb
We could not refuse it
But you fearful, slavish souls
You're hiding behind moat walls
You dagger, you noose
Clinched to desks, nailed to benches, tied to counters
While all around us hell is breaking loose
Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, as mercenaries?
Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, in the merchant fleet?
We rise & fall like the winter wheat
With yellow eyes of grain
Not knowing what worlds are confused
With the one we name
You fearful, devilish souls
Hiding behind moat walls
Doing time, clinched to desks
Nailed to benches, tied to counters
While the men around us are no less torn
Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, as mercenaries?
Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, in the merchant fleet?
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rome_(band)
We rise & fall in revolts ill-planned & doomed
Tired of inventing ruses
To be more than a name on some tomb
We could not refuse it
But you fearful, slavish souls
You're hiding behind moat walls
You dagger, you noose
Clinched to desks, nailed to benches, tied to counters
While all around us hell is breaking loose
Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, as mercenaries?
Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, in the merchant fleet?
We rise & fall like the winter wheat
With yellow eyes of grain
Not knowing what worlds are confused
With the one we name
You fearful, devilish souls
Hiding behind moat walls
Doing time, clinched to desks
Nailed to benches, tied to counters
While the men around us are no less torn
Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, as mercenaries?
Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, in the merchant fleet?
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