Rome - To Each His Storm
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- Опубліковано 17 сер 2016
- Die Æsthetik Der Herrschaftsfreiheit 2: Aufruhr / A Cross Of Fire [TRI422CD] © Trisol 2011
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This is too close, far too close
You just might
Be blinded by this crown's golden light
You just might
Be putting yourself in the flame
Which can only burn in shame
Our lawless life
Just seems so compelling
Because you too could
Ennoble yourself
Through rebelling
But what good are they
Ideals soaked in blood
What good are they
Buried in the mud
To each his ground
On which to flourish
To each his storm in which to perish
But now that we've shed our clothes
And shared our oaths
There's no way back for you
Don't kid yourself
We'd rather be mad than delighted
You'd rather be entertained
Than enlightened
There's no way back to you
To each his ground
On which to flourish
To each his storm in which to perish
To each his ground
To each his ground
To each his ground
On which to flourish
To each his storm in which to perish
To each his ground
To each his ground
This is too close, far too close
You just might
Be blinded by this crown's golden light
You just might
Be putting yourself in the flame
Die Keller versiegelt
Die Bücher eingestampft
Die Bibliotheken verriegelt
Die Schriften verbrannt
Die Zeitungen geschwärzt
Die Portraits gewechselt
Die Vorstellungen gestört
Die Theater geschlossen
Die Filme zerstört
Die Spiegel erblindet
The Antisthenes quote keeps bringing me back to this track in particular.
It wasn't easy to get into this album, but once I did, I could enjoy gems like that. I love this song!
This, The Spanish Drummer, To Teach Obedience, Sons of Aeeth, Seeds of Liberation, Our Holy Rue, Automation... All great songs!
'Which can only burn in shame."
This is too close, far too close
You just might
Be blinded by this crown's golden light
You just might
Be putting yourself in the flame
Which can only burn in shame
Our lawless life
Just seems so compelling
Because you too could
Ennoble yourself
Through rebelling
But what good are they
Ideals soaked in blood
What good are they
Buried in the mud
To each his ground
On which to flourish
To each his storm in which to perish
But now that we've shed our clothes
And shared our oaths
There's no way back for you
Don't kid yourself
We'd rather be mad than delighted
You'd rather be entertained
Than enlightened
There's no way back to you
To each his ground
On which to flourish
To each his storm in which to perish
To each his ground
To each his ground
To each his ground
On which to flourish
To each his storm in which to perish
To each his ground
To each his ground
This is too close, far too close
You just might
Be blinded by this crown's golden light
You just might
Be putting yourself in the flame
Die Keller versiegelt
Die Bücher eingestampft
Die Bibliotheken verriegelt
Die Schriften verbrannt
Die Zeitungen geschwärzt
Die Portraits gewechselt
Die Vorstellungen gestört
Die Theater geschlossen
Die Filme zerstört
Die Spiegel erblindet
*whispers*
Sie kommen...
"Please," she said, "you're so beautiful. You may eat me if you like. I'd sooner be eaten by you than fed by anyone else.”
Sad song
They are all sad
such is life