Tekst :

After the battle is over
And the sands drunken the blood
All what there remains
Is the bitterness of delusion

The immortality of the gods
Sits at their side
As they leave the walls behind
To reach the jewels gleam

The days have come
When the steel will rule
And upon his head
A crown of gold

Your hand wields the might
The tyrant s the precursor
You carry the will
As the morning is near

I sing the ballads
Of victory and defeat
I hear the tales
Of frozen mystery

The new kingdoms rise
By the circle of the tyrants
In the land of darkness
The warrior, that was me
Grotesque glory
None will (ever) see them fall
And hunts and war
Are like everlasting shadows

Where the winds cannot reach
The tyrant s might was born
And often I look back
With tears in my eyes
Grotesque glory
None will (ever) see them fall
And hunts and wars
Are like everlasting shadows

I m done, shoot your gun
I think it s time to take it back to where we started from
Your pain, my pain
I write it down and tell you exactly how I feel again

And all I see is a mass of confusion of who I am and what I gotta be

Closed...

Shelter me
With mercury vials
Escape is the machine to
Shelter me
With media tablets
We-ll turn today into a-
Dream
More doses
More screens
More vials to

Shelter me
With sweet escape
I m looking for a place to run to
To hide inside

Silence me
Prescribe me your cancer
If I will disappear
You-ll-
Silence me
I ll welcome the virus
If you can promise this-
Dream
More doses
More...

When I lay it all out on the table
Dont know what is stopping me
From feeling like I might be able
To enjoy my own company
Sitting up by my window
Watching the summer rain
The world is moving faster
Than I am in it today

Knockdown
Everybody in the place say what now
Ya souls feeling shot down
Lucks...

Down on the street where the faces shine
Floatin around i m a real low mind
See a pretty thing in a wall
See a pretty thing in a wall

In a wall
In a wall
In a wall

Yeah...

When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speakin words of wisdo-om
Let it be
And in my hour of dar-arkness
She s standing right in front of me
Speakin words of wisdo-om - Let it be
Let it be, oh let it be-ee
Whisper wor-ords of wisdom
Oh...