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I see you selling flowers
In the Springtime of decay
I see you painting idols
While the Muses turn to grey
And on your bleak horizons
Above the bright domain
The buried soul of Europe
Alive beyond the breathing grave

If I could build a church to you
I’d take up the cross
If I could make you Immortal
I’d be the first
if not the last
This love
is blindly bright

They are going to school to learn how to die
They are going to make whores of the virgins in Paradise
Shrouded white in a land burnt black
In a grave grown green for a body of ash
The Word of God rots in their flesh,
The Blood of Christ has turned to stone
And Buddha smiling blown to bits
Sees what's come and what must go

Operation Valkerie

As Siegfried sinks in the ashen storm
Of Odin's screaming Muse of Death,
And Rhinegold bleeds like molten lead
In the grey descent of Orpheus,
To reap the womb and sow the grave
Of Europe's tragic Nemesis,

There's a path that divides / The low and the high

There's a path that unites / This love and this strife

But it's bringing us down / It's bringing us down into the twilight

Yes it's bringing us down / It's bringing us down into the night

The curtains are closed
and veiled in the light of morning
The windows sealed, black mirrors to the void
The books of magic line the empty hallway
The oval prtrait hanging on the wall, it will fall

It's the first day of summer,
but you are frozen in the fields

Hear the call of the future,
On the edge of the past,
In the ruins of Utopia
Our age has come to pass,
And as the fire fills the world
Will the ashes bleed again
With the healing runes of pain?
In the birth of the nations

I see your grave in a field of stars,
And my darkness is revealing
A face of masks,
A graven heart,
Tear it apart,
I see your face
In a plaintive light
And my silence is confessing,