Rome - A Burden Of Flowers lyrics
[Rome - A Burden Of Flowers lyrics]
Do we reject - do we embrace - do we detest
The deceitful nature of battleless victories?
In this blank age of protest
Of form enfolding strength
Are we guards, henchmen, defenders?
Defeat, defeat, defeat
A time for precision and beauty
A time for seperateness
From blackness to nothingness
From a waste of words to nothing less than?
Defeat, defeat, defeat
The ethos of action the ethos of pain
Juxtaposed displeasures the ethos of action
The ethos of pain this futile life
And it's treasures
Nous ne sommes plus capables de sacrifices
The deceitful nature of battleless victories?
In this blank age of protest
Of form enfolding strength
Are we guards, henchmen, defenders?
Defeat, defeat, defeat
A time for precision and beauty
A time for seperateness
From blackness to nothingness
From a waste of words to nothing less than?
Defeat, defeat, defeat
The ethos of action the ethos of pain
Juxtaposed displeasures the ethos of action
The ethos of pain this futile life
And it's treasures
Nous ne sommes plus capables de sacrifices
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