Songtext von Cossacks Are

A moving aria for a vanished style of mind A noble debut, tackling vertiginous demands Has absence ever sounded so eloquent, so sad? I doubt it With an arm across the torso Face on the nails With an arm across the torso Face on the pale monkey nails Touching the shattered lives it unearths A nocturne filled with glorious ideas A chilling exploration of erotic consumption With an arm across the torso Face on the nails With an arm across the torso Face on the pale monkey nails Cossacks are charging in Charging into fields of white roses Cossacks are charging in Charging into fields of white roses That's a nice suit That's a swanky suit Been a pope like no other I'm looking for a good cowboy A rare outcry makes you lead a larger life You could easily picture this in the current top ten Medieval savagery, calculated cruelty It's hard to pick the worst moment It's hard to pick the worst moment With an arm across the torso Face on the nails With an arm across the torso Face on the pale monkey nails