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bloody rain - aremaich lyrics

[verse 1: aremaich]
i’m walking through the wreckage, aftеrmath of the chaos
where thе angels and demons clashed, leaving scars so heinous
i’m on a mission to clean up the streets, rebuild from the ground up
no rest for the weary, gotta hustle, no time to let up
the smoke still lingers, the stench of death in the air
but i’m on a mission, gotta show them that we still care
a city torn apart, but we ain’t backing down
rising like a phoenix from the ashes, wearing the crown
i see the broken buildings, the shattered dreams
but i ain’t giving up, gotta find a way it seems
with each step i take, i’m paving the way
for a new beginning, a brighter day
i’m picking up the debris, clearing the streets
got a vision in my mind, won’t accept defeat
the scars may be deep, but the wounds will heal
in this city of angels, we’ll make a deal
to rise above the pain, to rebuild what’s lost
to show the world that no matter the cost
we’ll stand tall, united as one
in this city of survivors, where the battles were won
i’m cleaning up the city, one piece at a time
with a heart full of hope and a soul that’s prime
we’ll rise from the ashes, stronger than before
in this city of angels, we’ll settle the score
so let the world know, we ain’t going down
we’ll clean up the mess, rebuild this town
in the wake of the angel war, we’ll find a way
to shine bright again, in the light of a new day
rebirth in the ashes, that’s our battle cry
we’ll stand together, reach for the sky
in this city of angels, we’ll make it right
clean up the city, shining so bright
[chorus: sickgoat]
angels fell like rain, heaven’s grace turned to dust on concrete
now it’s up to us to rise, rebuild, and reclaim these streets
gotta roll up my sleeves, put in work to rebuild
no time for mourning, gotta clean up this battlefield
every step i take, memories of the chaos
but i ain’t afraid, i’mma handle this, never stay lost
the streets are silent, but the scars are speaking loud
the fallen wings scattered, a sad, haunting shroud

[verse 2: g*niusthag]
yo, it’s a cold world, aftermath of the angel war
blood stains on the pavement, bodies on the floor
city streets haunted, echoes of the battle cries
now i’m on the grind, gotta clean up all the lies
no more tears left to cry, just dust in the air
gotta set things right, show ’em that we care
sirens in the distance, smoke rising high
but i ain’t backing down, gotta reach for the sky
ain’t no time for games, this is real life
standing tall in the wreckage, cutting through the strife
every step i take, feels like a mile
angels fell from the sky, now we cleaning up the mess
bodies lying in the rubble, gotta lay ’em to rest

[verse 4: wojitodro]
ayo, it’s the aftermath of that heavenly storm
angels clashed, now i’m left to reform
city in ruins, debris and ash on every block
gotta clean it up, put it back on top
wings scattered, halos shattered on the ground
souls lost their way, can’t hear no more sounds
gotta roll up my sleeves, get to work in these streets
no time to mourn, no time to retreat
dark clouds looming, but the sun gon’ shine

[chorus: sickgoat]
angels fell like rain, heaven’s grace turned to dust on concrete
now it’s up to us to rise, rebuild, and reclaim these streets
gotta roll up my sleeves, put in work to rebuild
no time for mourning, gotta clean up this battlefield
every step i take, memories of the chaos
but i ain’t afraid, i’mma handle this, never stay lost
the streets are silent, but the scars are speaking loud
the fallen wings scattered, a sad, haunting shroud
[verse 5: dr. ukko]
picking up the broken wings, halo shattered on the ground
devil lurking in the shadows, but i won’t let him take this town
sirens still blaring, souls lost in the chaos
but i’m out here grinding, ain’t n0body gonna play us
cleaning up the mess, one step at a time
gotta bring back the peace, gotta make it prime
angels fell from grace, left us in disarray
but i’ll rise from the ashes, bring light to the day
grab a broom, sweepin’ up the debris
city streets need clearin’, ain’t no time to flee
bloodstains and feathers all over the place
gotta restore order, bring back some grace
guns c*cked, got the dustpan in hand
cleaning up the aftermath, makin’ a stand
these celestial beings, they had their war
now it’s time for us to even the score
streets echo with the sound of sirens blaring
cautiously cleaning, all while never sparing
every corner, every alleyway, every avenue
we’re the ones left standin’, seein’ this through

[outro: choir]
oh*oh, oh*woah*oh, oh, woah*oh*oh*oh*oh
oh*oh, oh*woah*oh, oh, woah*oh*oh*oh*oh, ooh*ooh

- aremaich lyrics

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