Devil-May-Care - Requiem for Ideals

Blood has thickened on my hands

It's an omen

Satan's army filled the sky

Somewhere the ears are reaped...

The ears of indifferent darkness

The whole world it will devour

Triumphant it is

The group of imps suck blood with vampire lust





The earth, it's bloodless victim

Slowly kisses the ground

Wrapped in a web

Satan is weaving with his needles

A landscape of chilled dust

The dirty block is towering over it

Scorching in eternal fire...





There our souls burn to the ground

Turning into cold snow

The ferocious volley of Lucifer's guns

Stiffens our last days with cold.





The impetuous wind

Scatter our ashes about the land

Every evening

The snow is weeping and our world is drowning in dark



When the Earth was enfolded in darkness

The black cobra of retribution was rushing about in the skies

The bloody dusk was glowing, the Earth did feel it well

When the sleepy town was kissed so hot with the fire of Hell





There are abandoned graves where cities used to be

Church crosses are covered with adust blood

The power of Evil over the world rises to the skies

And the beast eats it's prey entrapped but still alive