Children with their toys of war, oh oh
Birthright of death with a fiery breath
Funeral of innocence, oh oh
Painted up in red and dressed in lead, oh yeah
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, oh whoa
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Mothers of barbarians, oh, oh
Were your young so spry
When they left to die? Oh, yeah
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, oh, whoa
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon, whoa
Whoa-oh
Ohh-oh, oh, oh
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, oh whoa
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Greta Van Fleet - The Barbarians Lyrics
Greta Van Fleet - The Barbarians Lyrics
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Children with their toys of war, oh oh
Birthright of death with a fiery breath
Funeral of innocence, oh oh
Painted up in red and dressed in lead, oh yeah
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, oh whoa
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Mothers of barbarians, oh, oh
Were your young so spry
When they left to die? Oh, yeah
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, oh, whoa
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon, whoa
Whoa-oh
Ohh-oh, oh, oh
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, oh whoa
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Birthright of death with a fiery breath
Funeral of innocence, oh oh
Painted up in red and dressed in lead, oh yeah
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, oh whoa
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Mothers of barbarians, oh, oh
Were your young so spry
When they left to die? Oh, yeah
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, oh, whoa
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon, whoa
Whoa-oh
Ohh-oh, oh, oh
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, oh whoa
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Writer: Daniel Robert Wagner, Jacob Thomas Kiszka, Joshua Michael Kiszka, Samuel Francis Kiszka
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: Greta Van Fleet
From Album: The Battle at Garden’s Gate
Written by: Daniel Robert Wagner, Jacob Thomas Kiszka, Joshua Michael Kiszka, Samuel Francis Kiszka