Rome - Der Erscheinungen Flucht lyrics

Rome

Der erscheinungen flucht

We echo death we echo pride
Odour, colour and sound
Of the ones who fell from grace
Those who fell away

And all the trinkets unbound this is a lover
An anguished memory this is a warning
We fall as servants fall in stone gardens

Your pride should be a lighter thing
An easy thing a cheerful thing
Our solitude growing obese we stay and fall

A rose for the vanquished a kiss on the neck
To be hanged we're all doubled up with love
A traitor's love a guardian's love
Rejoice at this loneliness
This imperishable craving for hopelessness
It's hard to live on what they feed you here
It's hard to live on what they feed us

It's murder and treason
In this dead-ripe season
The leaves are falling all around
And it's hard to believe in
Some sort of meaning
In a world that's turning round and round
And everybody's leaving everybody's kneeling
When all that's left to want
Is one good reason one good reason
For this to be left to doubt