You think that this night will be the last,
The loathsome details of this tranquillity,
Beyond from the last frontiers of the mother earth
All of a sweat bodies and black murky shapes.
Recollections and dirges mangled by the time,
The ideals worship of this crude religion, after every dawn,
Hoping for a rainbow that may never come,
Shadows which you cannot feel.
Macabre apparition, like a flight of dead swans,
Macabre apparition
Unable to see the forest for the trees.
An oasis which is not an illusion it will be forever there waiting.
You think that this night will be the last,
The loathsome details of this tranquillity,
Beyond from the last frontiers of the mother earth
All of a sweat bodies and black murky shapes.
Macabre apparition, like a flight of dead swans,
Macabre apparition
Unable to see the forest for the trees.
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You think that this night will be the last,
The loathsome details of this tranquillity,
Beyond from the last frontiers of the mother earth
All of a sweat bodies and black murky shapes.
Recollections and dirges mangled by the time,
The ideals worship of this crude religion, after every dawn,
Hoping for a rainbow that may never come,
Shadows which you cannot feel.
Macabre apparition, like a flight of dead swans,
Macabre apparition
Unable to see the forest for the trees.
An oasis which is not an illusion it will be forever there waiting.
You think that this night will be the last,
The loathsome details of this tranquillity,
Beyond from the last frontiers of the mother earth
All of a sweat bodies and black murky shapes.
Macabre apparition, like a flight of dead swans,
Macabre apparition
Unable to see the forest for the trees.
The loathsome details of this tranquillity,
Beyond from the last frontiers of the mother earth
All of a sweat bodies and black murky shapes.
Recollections and dirges mangled by the time,
The ideals worship of this crude religion, after every dawn,
Hoping for a rainbow that may never come,
Shadows which you cannot feel.
Macabre apparition, like a flight of dead swans,
Macabre apparition
Unable to see the forest for the trees.
An oasis which is not an illusion it will be forever there waiting.
You think that this night will be the last,
The loathsome details of this tranquillity,
Beyond from the last frontiers of the mother earth
All of a sweat bodies and black murky shapes.
Macabre apparition, like a flight of dead swans,
Macabre apparition
Unable to see the forest for the trees.
Writer: Marios Iliopoulos, Konstantinos Karamitroudis
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.