06.07.2021
Desert Storm
Angels, demons crouch in the fog,Shadows glide over the desert,
They're coming, they're coming, the iron-hearted warriors
There has never been such a commotion
Milk-white masks become drenched in blood,
Sirens give the sound of the streets,
Barricades are built from the stones of the roads,
Oh Lord, my God what kind of a world!
Towers of temples lay in the dust,
A woman screams, fire flames
Waiting, just waiting, for a heavenly sign,
The conjunction of comets and stars have arrived
Demonic manna rains down from the sky,
Burgundy death rides behind you
Even the Cormorant is bathed in oil,
Oh Lord, my God what kind of a world!
Tomorrow morning I have to go,
Tomorrow evening don't wait for me,
They're taking me to faraway lands,
Tomorrow night don't wait for me
O Lord, have mercy on me!
God, what a world.
O Lord, have mercy on me!
There are no roads that lead home.