LYRICS

An old angel of revenge has lost
Strange silver locks of hair
we set our liberty on fire 
wrapped ourselves in barbed wire

Burned down the bridges one by one
Built up the walls around our border
We are  Prisoners of prosperity
guardians of an inhuman order

Only flesh on the butcher‘s table
Fallen in the war of apathy
No one takes care, no one is is able
To change their destiny

Wash away the Blood on your hands
Pick  up  the meat so warm and fresh
Bury  the bones of the unknown child
Look at the garden with roses of flesh
So many roses of flesh, red roses of flesh.

It must be nice to swim in the sea,
Nearby the beach with the colored parasols
No idea of falling from a boat 
At night with waves high as walls
Another 100 Refugees drowned last night
The news are so boring to me
Why not booking some diving adventure
In the marvellous mediterranean sea

New flesh on the butcher‘s table
Fallen in the war of apathy
No one takes care, no one is is able
To change their destiny

Wash away the Blood on your hands
Pick  up  the meat so warm and fresh
Bury  the bones of the unknown child
Look at the garden with roses of flesh
So many roses of flesh, red roses of flesh.

Don’t let us close our eyes and bow our head
We have to stand up and cry out the truth instead
Building  a thousand  bridges large and wide
Reach out the hands and kill our pride

Wash away the Blood on your hands
Pick  up  the meat so warm and fresh
Bury  the bones of the unknown child
Look at the garden with roses of flesh
So many roses of flesh, red roses of flesh.

©2022 Heinrich P. Henniger