The wind turns gently
Blood flows on the flowers
Naked under the lightning
It's humanity we're assassinating
Hope dies out in our eyes
The wind turns gently
Blood flows on the flowers
By force, by melting
Phosphorus devices
Hope dies out in our eyes
The wind turns gently
Blood flows on the flowers
Hope dies out in our eyes
The wind turns gently
Blood flows on the flowers
Blood flows on the flowers