Verlorenes Heer
Darkwood
4:06How do we know that we Are the superior beings? Who ever told us that we must be king? Why do we know that we are the only chosen? Who ever erased this book may join the ring? In spite of season in spite of treason We stand against this ruthless world All wiped away by the one-eyed God All washed away by the final flood See all the fools christen blood All wiped away by the one-eyed God Shall the meek inherit thе earth who Believе they are the master Of all animals, all trees, all flowers, all Panning up, felling black and mutated Bleeding to death, exploited And burning down despite of season Despite of reason We have to take away their crown All wiped away by the one-eyed God All washed away by the final flood See all the fools christen blood All wiped away by the one-eyed God Amidst the shadows of trees We sharpen our weapons In the shadows of mountains We improve our skills The knowledge of our fathers are Spread by roots and tradition The lute, the drum And the pipe around the fire will tell What we hum What we ourself will feed our children Our women with braided hair Will guide our way Do not dare to cross our path You slave of splendor As you sow, shall you read You master of the stake in spite of season And for our reason We have to fight this ruthless world All wiped away by the one-eyed God All washed away by the final flood See all the fools christen blood All wiped away by the one-eyed God All wiped away by the one-eyed God All washed away by the final flood See all the fools christen blood All wiped away by the one-eyed God