See the fool that dances on his grave To the sound of the burial march Dance for the hunger Dance for the thirst Quell them both with doom See the fool prancing into his grave
Play minstrel play A song in minor key Sing it to the crowd And for the kings to be Lost are the traces of yesterday’s gods On the day when he claimed their place Lost is the reverence, lost in the awe For the land, for the sea, for the sky.
Into the dark, a proud parade is marching on Under the sign of enlightenment A fool’s crusade (X2)
Play minstrel play On fiddle and on flute In the light of fire In this cold night Lost are the shelters of yesterday’s world On the day when we sold it out Lost is the reverence, lost in the awe For the land, for the sea, for the sky.
Caressed by the sweet sunlight Tumorous skin needs tanning Swim in toxic rivers Hail the countryside Feel the wind in your hair Feel the stench in your nostrils Numb your consciousness with pleasure Hail the country died Crush the dream and wake up, ignorant one! Kill the fool, kill him now! The end has begun
Play minstrel play For the fall of man Celebrate his name And his master plan Lost are the pillars on which he once ruled On the day when he blames himself Lost is the reverence, lost in the awe For the land, for the sea, for the sky.
Into the dark, a proud parade is marching on Under the sign of enlightenment A fool’s crusade (X2)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
