Below is the lyrics of the song First Fires , artist - Dead Confederate with translation
Original text with translation
Dead Confederate
Live on bread alone, feel first fires coming on
Out of house & home pick your weapon and on
Three get ready, keep it steady we
Try to kill the memories
Now the soup is on, fill your cup and move along
Out of house & home pick your weapon and on
Three get ready, keep it steady we
Try to kill the memories
Try to kill the memories
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