
Greta Van Fleet – The Barbarians Lyrics
Artist: Greta Van Fleet
Song: The Barbarians
Children with their toys of war
Birthright of death with a fiery breath
Funeral of any sense
Painted up in the red and dressed in lead
We are
Are we prisoners of renegades?
Well I’ve done my time, woah
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas Babylon
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Mothers of barbarians, woah
Were your young so spry when they left to die?
We are
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well I’ve done my time, woah
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas Babylon
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well I’ve done my time, woah
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas Babylon
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com


Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Greta Van Fleet – Caravel
Greta Van Fleet – Light My Love
Greta Van Fleet Lyrics – The Barbarians
Please support our site by sharing it.
And please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all your favourite songs.
From the album:
The Battle at Garden’s Gate
Release Year: 2021