Текст песни Our Holy Rue (Rome) с переводом

You’ve poisoned the wells and our holy rue

And when you called your lust ideal

You poisoned language too

We, the great longers, banished from all truth

Are sickened by you, you foaming fools

And your malicious lust to rule

So you return to your scheming and to your prayer books

And the songs of martyrs you sing

Repelled by this little death’s fearful looks

And by the privolous words of spring

We owe you nothing

For we know how to meet our demise

A sacred knowledge that we tend to disguise

And like a beast of prey whose leap has failed

We will return angrier still

Like a beast of prey whose leap has failed

We will return angrier still

To silence all seas is what we chose

For all things pure teach hope

To silence all seas is what we chose

For al things pure teach hope

Friede dem Lager, Krieg dem Wall

Keiner oder alle, wir sind überall

Friede dem Lager, Krieg dem Wall

Keiner oder alle, wir sind überall

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