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  1. 11 de ene. de 2013 · The Afterman: Ascension Itunes http://bit.ly/Sq5sMhAmazon http://amzn.to/13pnC1Vhttp://www.coheedandcambria.comhttp://www.facebook.com/coheedandcambriahttp:/...

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  2. 9 de oct. de 2012 · Mothers of Men Lyrics: In this space where nothingness seems to writhe / Our voice unheard in this quiet fight / This march we lead will breed our song / To them we're nothing, to them we're...

  3. Song: Mothers Of MenArtist: Coheed and CambriaAlbum: The Afterman: AscensionTrack #4 of the new Coheed and Cambria albumALL RIGHTS TO THEIR RESPECTED OWNERS....

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    Mothers Of Men is the fourth song on the 2012 album The Afterman: Ascension.

    In this space where nothing will seem too right

    Our voice unheard in this quiet fight

    This march we lead will breed our song

    To them we're nothing, to them we're pawns

    Oh, a desperate play to feel like we belong

    Now, as we take up into the streets

    In the coffee-table book published with some of the Special Editions, Claudio gave insight into how he came up with each track on the album. For this track, he wrote:

  4. 12 de ago. de 2013 · supported by 17 fans who also own “Mothers Of Men” This is what Coheed and Cambria wish they sounded like. Once the manic progressive metal slams into you like a flood of molasses, it's impossible to deny the powerful urgency of this amazing album.

  5. 15 de nov. de 2022 · Mothers of Men. Provided to YouTube by The Orchard Enterprises Mothers of Men · Coheed and Cambria · Claudio Sanchez The Afterman: Ascension ℗ 2012 Evil Ink Records Released on:...

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  6. Mothers of Men. Coheed and Cambria. 2 Comments. 0 Tags. In the space where nothingness seems to writhe. Our voice unheard in this quiet fight. This march we lead will breed our song. To them we're nothing, to them we're pawns. Oh, a desperate play to feel like we belong. Now as we take up into these streets.