Mulder-War From a Harlots Mouth

Mulder - War From a Harlots Mouth It's so cold here And dark There has been war for years Behind closed doors Not even a half-hearted try To put the weapons down It's raining lead And, as always, the wrong ones die This is a conspiracy I'd like to call it a misery Dear Martyr: Is that you? I bet you know you're me Pater familias? Pater judas! Black clouds between us In your case doom means salvation If there's a day of redemption One last breath for justice One last glimpse for my release What did he say in his defence? Guess what: nothing! Let me sleep! The never-ending fight is tiring me Give me quiet, give me strength For a new war