Rome - Wilde Lager lyrics

[Rome - Wilde Lager lyrics]

We're clubbing traitors in
Green summer fields
Reality is changing colour
All the nation's sad sweetness
Is flowing from their eyes
And kneaded into time

The sun in our eyes and the rain on our boots
As black as our gift to the world
In this warm bath of black blood
We would give our skin for a beautiful drum

We're chasing traitors through
Green summer fields
All the way back across the waters
And we would do just about anything
Just to translate this void into substance

Wanting to daub time over with thick colours
In this sultry heat this stifling fever heat
We are tender young gods



Love and despair locked in an embrace
Two wilted flowers black and green
Love and despair locked in an embrace
Truth changed it's smell as it aged
In the sweat of the august days
In the summer of surrender

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