Loud Songtext
von Telema

This morning is a quietest
(Quietest)
The last time you can see earth in rest
Crows look restless and anxiety
You know what happens
You have to be first

Fire splits into the sky
Premonition of the end
(Of the end)
In your eyes are tears and light
Child whose love will never fade
How to explain to your brain
That your mother will never wake up
Eyes tearing from the pain
Stop it! Stop it! Stop!


Wild rhapsody of war
That night
Who knows where is edge of a destiny

Morning frost on a broken head
(Broken head)
Why my death is so cold and close to me
Wild rhapsody of war
Why my death is so cold and close to me

Counts these bodies like sheep
Morning frost on a tired leaves
Weapons in the hands of angel
In our hell
(Our Hell)
Your eyes are on the ground
Lost people crying loud
Your face is in my blood
I′m not a winner
Madness i've found