We keep on burying our dead We keep on planting their bones in the ground But they won't grow, the sun doesn't help The rain doesn't help
If my garden would have a fence Then the rabbits couldn't just come in And sit on the grass and eat all the flowers And shit
Hi, I'm Icarus I'm falling down Man for judgement must prepare me Spare oh god in mercy Spare me
Man I have a terrible feeling That something's gone awful very wrong with the world Is it something we made Is it something we ate Is it something we drank
Hi I'm Icarus I'm falling From the dust of earth Returning back for judgement We must prepare Spare oh god and mercy Spare me
Lacrimosa Lacrimosa
They keep on burying our dead They keep on planting their bones in the ground But they won't grow The sun doesn't help And all we've got isn't a giant crop of names And dates
Hi I'm Icarus, I'm falling down On this day of tears and mourning From the dust of earth returning Man for judgement must prepare me Spare oh god and mercy Spare me
Lacrimosa Lacrimosa
Lacrimosa dies ilia Qua resurget ex favilla Judicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus, Pie Jesu Domine, Dona els requiem Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
