Ethan Loke - Sacrifice Your Firstborn (Official Lyric Video)

Описание: Sacrifice Your Firstborn by Ethan Loke is out now! Do you ever feel like you're just a subordinate to the system, a cog in the machine? If you wish for something better for society, this song is for you.

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Credits:
Lyricist - Ethan Loke
Composer - Ethan Loke
Producer - Ethan Loke
Mixing Engineer - Ethan Loke
Mastering Engineer - Alan Douches
Lead Vocals - Ethan Loke
Drums - Chandler Dixon
Percussion - Chandler Dixon
Harmonica - Ethan Loke
Acoustic Guitar - Jacob Blizard
Electric Guitar - Jacob Blizard
Bass Guitar - Samuel Loke
Animation - Valeriy Velvet
Animation Photography - Galina Dashieva

Lyrics:

Little child, born an ember, painted the carpet green
In an inescapable attempt to promise the god he sees
And above the violet sea, the sky full of trees, it delivers
Prime time television, and artificial intelligence, she withers

Aged slave, he toils in the coal mines come winter
Trying to stave off the heat of the concrete come summer
He sees the light, exclaims, indicts, with her long painted nails
“The greed of man, the sin of man, poisons the wind in their sails”
And for that they say
And for that they say
And for that they say

The golden path splits like a chasm in an earthquake
Unconsciously dialling into an imprisoned psyche deepfake
Jump in, oh little child, isn’t this all that you wanted?
I’ll lace you in gold and silver, but first, sign down the dotted

Sacrifice your firstborn
And your second, third one too
Ignite their flesh and offer it to the full moon
In return I’ll commodify your hardship
For happiness was once free but I need a way to profit

Books half read by the river in a tavern
He invents the wheel before philosophising socialism
She may not be the first, the second, or the third to do so
But nonetheless, the aim regresses, and change won’t come tomorrow

So in the interest of the lust for never-ending struggle
The vultures perch, overlooking its prey for signs of trouble
And when insurgence surges down the cold, turgid river
To the ocean it must go for the floodplains serve their dinner

Sacrifice your firstborn
And your second, third one too
Ignite their flesh and offer it to the full moon
In return I’ll commodify your hardship
For happiness was once free but I need a way to profit
For happiness was once free but I need a way to profit

Sacrifice your firstborn
And your second, third one too
Ignite their flesh and offer it to the full moon
In return I’ll commodify your hardship
For happiness was once free but I need a way to profit
There is nothing but to worship the beggar’s altar
To the appraisal of your life, I am just the highest bidder

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