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Ptsd Music Playlist

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In the heart of battle we were tested
All of us were in the frontline too
We were in the thick of it
Soon we were so sick of it
But we had much more soldiering to do

I'll tell you what it was that drove us on
The certainty that we were right
And the enemy was wrong

Go up on the mountain
Speak to Gods and men
See if they can tell you why they died
Ask them when we stop the greed
Ask them why we have to bleed
They will tell you, brother
When the eagles screams, we die

In the heat of battle we were brave
Mentioned in dispatches, that is true
We were given medals
But now they call us Devils
And now we can't decide
Between the two

I'll tell you what it was
That changed the rules
When the high command was given up
To businessmen and fools

Go up to the graveyard
Tell them what I said
See if they rest easy where they lie
Ask them if they found release
Ask them if they rest in peace
They will tell you, brother
When the eagles screams, we die

In the heat of battle, we were murdered
We lie forever in a foreign field
Bodies broken, future lost
Lives unspoken, what a cost
Still the young men come
With zest and zeal

I'll tell you why they want
To fight and die
Because the people over them
Are full of shit and lies

Go up to the battlefield
Ask them what they want
Find out how they feel where they lie
They would like to win the war
But when they wonder who it's for
They will tell you, brother
When the eagles screams, we die

When the eagles screams
When the eagles screams, you die
When the eagles screams, you die
Eagles screams, you die

 
Ihsahn - The Eagle and The Snake


Lyrics :
I crawl through mud and secrecy
To reach the edge of sanity
And fall... through cleansing air
Clashing down into the sea

We - between the eagle and the snake
Beyond what is real and what is fake
Between the eagle and the snake
The walls come down

Embrace the pain of this profound affliction
And yearn the sting, the serpent's tranquil kiss
Just sow and reap the gifts of liberation
To reach the shore and do it all again

It is night, now, do all leaping fountains speak louder
And my soul, too, is a leaping fountain
It is night: Only now do all songs of lovers awaken
And my soul too is the song of a lover

We - between the eagle and the snake
Beyond what is real and what is fake
Between the eagle and the snake
The walls come down



Time dissolves before my eyes
I know, the graves, they always try to hide

Then, what are graves to me?
Their sins are not infectious
I claim immunity to their disease
Oh, the serpent coils
Again I will consume the fire
To purge the entrails of my soul.

Now let go, disperse the fear
Loose the grip on what is out there
What I see is deep inside
Paranoid will be my guide

Hollow eyes will lead the way
A quest for peace will burn in the end
Inhale, exhale, reach far into the deep
Descend to where the devil's crying, angels weep

Better forget what force wide open
Embrace the night where blood is
On the darkness, to return to black

Oh, I fall and know to bleed
The source from whence my demon sees
Time dissolves before my eyes
I know, the graves, they always try to hide

Breathing, to my head

Breathe, reach far into the deep

On a quest for peace
On a quest for peace
In burning ruin


 
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Eyedea & Abilities - A Murder of Memories (Lyrics)

FML.


Sometimes gunfire's brighter than the sunshine
Sometimes a child's scream influences every dream
Sometimes we fool ourselves into thinkin' we've moved on
But no way, no how, do we ever forget what we've seen

No way, no how, do we ever forget what we've seen
No way, no how, do we ever forget what we've seen
No way, no how, do we ever forget what we've seen
No way, no how, do we ever forget what we've seen

It's now twenty-five years later, he's on the brink of fourty-three
Still searchin' for sanity, surveyin' the floor of his distorted sea
He remembers high-school friends jokin' about the war
Never knew what Mom was cryin' for

The other piece that shines in his mind
Is the divine first-love soul-mate beauty brown-eyed queen he left behind
He remembers holdin' her tight, watchin' the sunset at shore
Never knew what she was cryin' for

He got the letter in his mail by the middle of his summer
Wouldn't have had to go if it wasn't for his new born brother
He was barely eighteen, murdering people even younger
And he still ducks and covers every time he hears the thunder

He still hears the screams, smells the flesh, tastes the death
Sees the blood, feels the pain What's to gain?
Nothing's left but the slug that remains in his right path
The bullet laughs every time he cries, and it drives him mad

Trying to sleep, but the visions give him a cold sweat
The war's been over for two decades, but he still hasn't been home yet
Everyday he wakes and strains to repress his guilt
And forget the horror, the violence, the kill-or-be-killed

Fists are always clenched, teeth are always grindin'
Real life is lost, and in a bottle he tries to find it
"It's not fair", he mumbles through a nightmare
Only in the fight for two years, and wound up spendin' his whole life there

He was face to face with the devil for the "welfare" of his country
Now he's strainin' to live, but his conscience won't let him
It ain't flashbacks, you have to understand the tragedy, see
He left the war, but the war never left him, see
He left the war, but the war never left him, see
He left the war, but the war never left him, see
He left the war, but the war never left him, see
He left the war

It's now twenty-five years later, he's on the edge of a park bench
He's asked God for help, but found his source non-existent
He sits in the shadows, 'cause his sun burns no more
Now he knows what Mom was cryin' for

I used to watch old man in the park, the sight slowly drove right
through my heart
Wishin' I could help, but not knowin' where to start
I'd walk away, curse the world, gush some love, and curse some more
Now you know who I've been cryin' for

He threw his medals in the river, but they sunk alone
Put shades on his eyes, to hide him from the war zone in the sky
He tried to slit his wrists about a month ago
But he's seen so much death, he's scared to life of suicide

If there was some way to break him out of this penitentiary
Gulps get bigger and figures it'll chase away his memories
But the dreams only worsen, the scenes almost burst in
He recalls how training took away his right to be a person

Put a gun in his hand, left him to die with the land
The plan was the murder of man
Politicians have a dispute, decide to send in troops
But the truth is, they just don't understand

Now he's runnin' out of time, and runnin' out of energy
But till the last day, he'll be fighting for the murder of his memories
And although he never got rid of his dog-tags
He still wishes they'd have sent his parents and american flag (instead of him)

He was face to face with the devil for the "welfare" of his country
Now he's strainin' to live, but his conscience won't let him
It ain't flashbacks, you have to understand the tragedy, see
He left the war, but the war never left him, see
He left the war, but the war never left him, see
He left the war, but the war never left him, see
He left the war, but the war never left him, see
He left the war

Sometimes gunfire's brighter than the sunshine
Sometimes a child's scream influences every dream
Sometimes we fool ourselves into thinkin' we've moved on
But no way, no how, do we ever forget what we've seen

No way, no how, do we ever forget what we've seen
No way, no how, do we ever forget what we've seen
No way, no how, do we ever forget what we've seen
No way, no how, do we ever forget what we've seen
 
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