Song Lyrics
Let us not mind our language, from lord to ceasar
you make such beautiful wounds
let us tear things apart
from master to initiate
come too soon
And to its thieves alone, why still crave their pardon
Watching it all slide, this is the longed-for peace
and to the lovers of old
And to the lovers of old, block out all memory, from soul to mind
let us raise this siege
From master to initiate, come too soon
From king to guardian, let us ruin yet another start, this is the longed-for peace
from lord to ceasar
call your colours forth
We ll hand it down, from god to crown, let me step inside you
Come too soon, i know you wished me bolder Transference, come too late
Hope belongs to its thieves, let me step inside you
We ll pay you back in kind, we ll pay you back in kind
Watching the shadows implode, from king to guardian Rome, and to its thieves alone
so let us be vulgar
and to the lovers of old
Call your colours forth, come too late, let us tear things apart
a farewell to bitter blood
Always concealing your secret doubts, why still crave their pardon
why still crave their pardon
come too late
Let us not mind our language, let us tear things apart Rome, let us not mind our language
and to its thieves alone
From soul to mind, from master to initiate, come too late
From god to crown, we ll pay you back in kind Transference, let us tear things apart
Come too late, let us raise this siege
Let us tear things apart, we ll hand it down
from lord to ceasar
Let us tear things apart, we ll pay you back in kind
And to its thieves alone, you make such beautiful wounds
come too soon
and to the lovers of old
let us ruin yet another start
Block out all memory, from king to guardian, we ll pay you back in kind
Let us not mind our language, let us not mind our language
let us not mind our language
you make such beautiful wounds
Let us raise this siege, come too late
This is the longed-for peace, let us tear things apart
let us ruin yet another start
Watching the shadows implode, watching the shadows implode
we ll hand it down
From god to crown, from lord to ceasar, let us ruin yet another start
Let us ruin yet another start, why still crave their pardon
From god to crown, let us not mind our language Transference, call your colours forth
Let us tear things apart, let us not mind our language