Father Forgive Them #NDC_Bingo [A4]

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(Their voices rise like sacred law
But silence is the only proof)
(Father… forgive them
For they know not what they do)

[Verse 1 – The Day the Tribe Arrived]
They came at dawn —
the sky still gray,
with smoke and script
and vows to pray.

No year was named.
No horn was blown.
Just dust and robes
and sacred tone.

Their steps were slow,
but each a claim.
They spoke in flame,
then named it shame.

They marked the soil,
declared it blessed.
Then dragged the wild
to join the rest.

[Chorus – Gospel choir, sacred tone, 3/4 rhythm]
(Father… forgive them
For they know not what they do)
(Father… forgive them
They believe what makes them true)

(Their voices rise like sacred law
But silence is the only proof)
(Father… forgive them
For they know not what they do)

[Instrumental Drop – melodic death metal surge, tremolo harmonies, rhythmic aggression]

[Verse 2 – Of Flock and Fang]

They boast in numbers.
I hear a herd.
Multiplying faith
in every word.

A thousand kneel —
not one will stand.
Their creed is sand,
their god’s demand.

They race for blood,
but not the wound.
They sniff for smoke
and sing of doom.

They howl in flocks,
but never fight.
They crown their dread
as holy light.

[Chorus – repeated from before, gospel delivery]

(Father… forgive them
For they know not what they do)
(Father… forgive them
They believe what makes them true)

(Their voices rise like sacred law
But silence is the only proof)
(Father… forgive them
For they know not what they do)

[Instrumental Break – tribal groove, reversed choir, bass distortion, sacred melody fragmented]

[Bridge – “Wolves” – Choir + Melodic Death Metal Undercurrent]

(Beware… beware…
Of false prophets—)
(They come in linen…
but feed like wolves)

(Their flock is fat,
but their eyes stay lean)
(They bare no teeth —
just doctrine clean)

[Final Chorus – Begins gospel, ends in metal growl repetition]

[Choir]
(Woe unto them…)
(that call evil good…)
(and good… evil…)

(Woe unto them…)
(that put darkness for light…)
(and light… for darkness…)

[Melodic Death Metal vocals – shouted repetition]
Woe unto them!
Woe unto them!
Woe! Unto! Them!
(They name the fire mercy)
(They name the silence truth)

Woe unto them!
Woe unto them!
They brand the sky —
and call it law!

Woe! Woe! Woe!
Woe unto them!

[Faint choir returns under fading guitars]
(Woe… unto… them…)

[End – sudden silence]

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[Intro – tremolo-picked melodic death metal riff, sacral toms, distorted Gregorian choir in background] (Father… forgive them For they know not what they do) (Father… forgive them They believe what makes them true) (Their voices rise like sacred law But silence is the only proof) (Father… forgive them For they know not what they do) [Verse 1 – The Day the Tribe Arrived] They came at dawn — the sky still gray, with smoke and script and vows to pray. No year was named. No horn was blown. Just dust and robes and sacred tone. Their steps were slow, but each a claim. They spoke in flame, then named it shame. They marked the soil, declared it blessed. Then dragged the wild to join the rest. [Chorus – Gospel choir, sacred tone, 3/4 rhythm] (Father… forgive them For they know not what they do) (Father… forgive them They believe what makes them true) (Their voices rise like sacred law But silence is the only proof) (Father… forgive them For they know not what they do) [Instrumental Drop – melodic death metal surge, tremolo harmonies, rhythmic aggression] [Verse 2 – Of Flock and Fang] They boast in numbers. I hear a herd. Multiplying faith in every word. A thousand kneel — not one will stand. Their creed is sand, their god’s demand. They race for blood, but not the wound. They sniff for smoke and sing of doom. They howl in flocks, but never fight. They crown their dread as holy light. [Chorus – repeated from before, gospel delivery] (Father… forgive them For they know not what they do) (Father… forgive them They believe what makes them true) (Their voices rise like sacred law But silence is the only proof) (Father… forgive them For they know not what they do) [Instrumental Break – tribal groove, reversed choir, bass distortion, sacred melody fragmented] [Bridge – “Wolves” – Choir + Melodic Death Metal Undercurrent] (Beware… beware… Of false prophets—) (They come in linen… but feed like wolves) (Their flock is fat, but their eyes stay lean) (They bare no teeth — just doctrine clean) [Final Chorus – Begins gospel, ends in metal growl repetition] [Choir] (Woe unto them…) (that call evil good…) (and good… evil…) (Woe unto them…) (that put darkness for light…) (and light… for darkness…) [Melodic Death Metal vocals – shouted repetition] Woe unto them! Woe unto them! Woe! Unto! Them! (They name the fire mercy) (They name the silence truth) Woe unto them! Woe unto them! They brand the sky — and call it law! Woe! Woe! Woe! Woe unto them! [Faint choir returns under fading guitars] (Woe… unto… them…) [End – sudden silence]

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