注释:
Grave of our youth
is up ahead
Life
has become
a burden
We move
in circles
of suppressed despair
waiting
for
the sun
turning stones
to find evidence
but it hides
in the recesses
of our hearts
written decree
of our loss
we
carry no faith
in the cross
and the
cold
years
are coming
for
the
victims
of
a longing
out through the doors
of starvation
into the rains
of damnation
where the
bitter
winds
are singing
oooh ooooh...
we carried along
through squalor
with an inborn need
to dominate
and raise hell
gives birth
to an
anger inside
we can
control
this
blood of departure in our tracks
drifting from our
emptying vessels
your hand reached out to hold mine
but you're grasping melting ice
asleep in the rain
the
child holds the key
ghost in my head
has
forgiven me
and
lifted his curse upon me
