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[05:22.00]Das ist der fluch der m? chtigen [05:22.00]Let us settle with swords [05:22.00]The affairs of men: [05:22.00]Violence is the answer: [05:22.00]«Sis i'm blut»... Eisblut! [05:22.00]In this soiled world [05:22.00]We see aspects of damnation [05:22.00]On the faces of the killed [05:22.00]Instead of gratitude [05:22.00]This psychology may seem [05:22.00]A bit baroque at first [05:22.00]But what a boon it be [05:22.00]When the demons come [05:22.00]With time and telling, memory dulls [05:22.00]Of rotting boys with empty skulls: [05:22.00]All sons of ares, sons of mars [05:22.00]Whose flesh be worms, whose souls be stars [05:22.00]Myriads of combat corpses [05:22.00]The eggshell skeletons of men [05:22.00]Debris over which weep [05:22.00]Their stricken families: [05:22.00]Parents, wives and children [05:22.00]Their heroic children [05:22.00]Their heroic sufferings [05:22.00]Do strengthen hearts [05:22.00]And moisten eyes [05:22.00]Know ye not (Have ye forgotten?) [05:22.00]Your place in the earth? [05:22.00]We know (as we've always known) [05:22.00](that) there can be no place [05:22.00]For such as ye [05:22.00]Upon our blameless, benighted earth [05:22.00]The breath of the dead [05:22.00]Fills the stagnant breeze: [05:22.00]Now, the world is perfect [05:22.00](and) those left behind still weep [05:22.00](And) should the question of terror arise [05:22.00]We'll draw our hate down from the skies [05:22.00]We live beneath a carcass moon [05:22.00]That makes a horror of all days [05:22.00]For on this battlefield [05:22.00]Even the wicked get worse than they deserve [05:22.00]«But then, it is the curse of the great [05:22.00]To have to walk over the corpses.» [05:22.00]«Es war schon immer der fluch der m? chtigen [05:22.00]? ber leichen schreiten zu m? ssen.» [05:22.00]With our deeds of carnage [05:22.00]We hail bloodshed our immortal king