Rome - Our Holy Rue lyrics

You've poisoned the wells and our holy rue And when you called your lust ideal You poisoned language too We, the great longers, banished from all truth Are sickened by you, you foaming fools And your malicious lust to rule So you return to your scheming and to your prayer books And the songs of martyrs you sing Repelled by this little d**h's fearful looks And by the privolous words of spring We owe you nothing For we know how to meet our demise A sacred knowledge that we tend to disguise And like a beast of prey whose leap has failed We will return angrier still Like a beast of prey whose leap has failed We will return angrier still To silence all seas is what we chose For all things pure teach hope To silence all seas is what we chose For al things pure teach hope Friede dem Lager, Krieg dem Wall Keiner oder alle, wir sind überall Friede dem Lager, Krieg dem Wall Keiner oder alle, wir sind überall