Sons Of Aeeth
Rome * Track #16 On Die Æsthetik der Herrschaftsfreiheit
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Album Die Æsthetik der Herrschaftsfreiheit
- #1The Chronicles Of Kronstadt
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- #2The Angry Brigade
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- #3The Spanish Drummer
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- #4To Teach Obedience
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- #5The Death Of Longing
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- #6Our Holy Rue
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- #7The Night-Born
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- #8The Pyre Glade
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- #9In Cruel Fire
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- #10A Pact Of Blood
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- #11The Merchant Fleet
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- #12A Cross Of Wheat
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- #13The Brute Engine
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- #14Seeds Of Liberation
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- #15To Each His Storm
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- #16Sons Of Aeeth
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- #17August Spies
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- #18To Be Governed
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- #19Families Of Eden
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- #20Red Years, Black Years
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- #21Little Rebel Mine
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- #22The Breaking Part
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- #23Eagle and Serpent
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- #24A Cross of Fire
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- #25The Conquest of Violence
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- #26All For Naught
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- #27You Threw It At Me Like Stones
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- #28Automation
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- #29Time and Tide
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- #30Dawn and the Darkest Hour
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- #31Years of Abalone
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- #32Petrograd Waltz
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- #33Disbandment
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- #34Ballots And Bullets
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- #35Appeal To The Slaves
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- #36A Cross Of Flowers
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Sons Of Aeeth by Rome
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“Sons of Aeeth” is the fifth track on the second album, “Aufruhr: A Cross Of Fire” of “Die Æsthetik der Herrschaftsfreiheit.”
The song features a heavy martial drum beat and ethereal chanting that emphasize the disciplinal and spiritual qualities of the fight for freedom.
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Sons Of Aeeth Lyrics
Sons of aeeth we are
Sons of the rain
The'll know us by the grief in our songs
And in the prayers we pray
They forced our bodies into the ground
Wrapped in black and red
But we live on in dwe and river
We are not dead
Forests afire, hearts aflame, eyes aglow
Sons of aeeth
To whom we owe this night we do not know
Sons of aeeth
So here we stand
With no words to waste
Your world is falling now
Like all things made in haste
The sea below us
The heavens above
You call it hatred
We call it love
Forests afire, hearts aflame, eyes aglow
Sons of aeeth
To whom we owe this night we do not know
Sons of aeeth
Forests afire, hearts aflame, eyes aglow
Sons of aeeth
To whom we owe this night we do not know
Sons of aeeth