Swans sing before they die
Their songs resound throughout the sky
And I drop a rose petal
down the sea of blood and tears
I keep praying
Why do you feel nothing?
Why do you injured one another?
Why? Aggressive culture of despotism
Why? You never win the cursed war
GLORY DECLINE DELUSION ARROGANCE
SILENCE ANGER SILENCE MADNESS
superbia invidia ira acedia avaritia gula luxuria
Now the fire has burnt out
And what is left is built of ice
This sounds like heaven
I vaguely hear a moan of pain
It's a solemn note

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN