Song: The Dream Ends/Dungeons of War © CITADEL ®
Lyric Credits
G. Whitman (BMI)
Music Credits
G. Whitman (BMI) with CITADEL®
Producer Credits
G. Sigmon and G. Whitman
Publisher Credits
Citadel of Cynosure Productions (BMI)
Performance Credits
G. & K. Whitman, M. Sachs, I. Michaels-Sachs
Label Credits
W.E. (Whitman Enterprises)
Short Description of SongAnti-war plea and dissertation on world violence from Progfest Pioneers, CITADEL™
Long Description of SongImagine you are the earth looking at the tiny humans running around spilling blood and contaminating the karma.
"Away from the Dungeons (of War) where the innocent are slain!
And how many lives are spent in a daze of placing blame?
This is the seas
Story Behind the Song...Starting with the Great War between the Affrage and the Diplomats, the struggle for power, resources, slaves and planetary occupation raged on through generations. Most of the earliest recorded galactic history was lost during the 2nd Quadrant Burn, w
Song Length: 6:40
Primary Genre
Rock - Progressive Rock
Secondary Genre
Rock - Heavy Metal
Tempo / Feel
Multiple Tempos
Lead Vocal
Duet Male/Female
Mood 1
Agitated - Disturbed
Mood 2
Angry - Enraged
Subject Matter 1
War
Subject Matter 2
Violence
Similar Artist 1
Rush
Similar Artist 2
Dream Theater
Language
English
Era
1990 - 1999
DUNGEONS OF WAR ©
I have seen the faces of eyes that have turned to walk away,
a trembling hand upon the hilt
the skies of blue turn to a dismal grey
Many feet in a foreign land
many banners raised
This IÂ’ve seen, and shall see again, unless the faults of mankind are erased!
Away from the Dungeons (of War) where the fire falls like rain!
And how many lives are spent in a mask of flaming pain?
In need of a reason they shall stain the sinnerÂ’s sword
With futile hopes of gaining a crown as the ‘just’ reward
(Lead – Chorus 1 Repeat)
Tears are shed over brothers lost
half a man never feels the same
The hands still clean of the men behind the scenes
of satanÂ’s games
I have seen the faces of those whoÂ’ll never really walk away
Empty Stares, a bleeding heart, and vengeance stored ‘till the final day
Away from the Dungeons (of War) where the innocent are slain!
And how many lives are spent in a daze of placing blame?
This is the season to make plowshares from our swords
With future hopes of gaining peace as the ‘just’ reward
(Lead – Chorus 2 Repeat)
G. Whitman/WE/CITADEL®
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