Paroles de Ancient Verses

Once there was myth and mystery Now we destroy our ancient verse, our history The eyes of my comrades watching, they haunt me Dream a sinking ship in waters green Death down to fate My sacrifice, sorrow fathoms deep The vision of a golden country, it haunts me Dome of fragile glass: hunger to thieve Children shelter in paper arms, stolen refugees The torture to confess not to betray, Love Ministry Cold-hearted secrets lie mute in ice, no tongue to speak What's always been and always it shall be lost to lies These icy tongues of wordless thoughts They've never been and never they shall be