Like Roses In A Garden Of Weed Testo

Back to the land where my forefathers died
Back to the shores from which truth once derived
All that remains is a flash of red in the snow
We are an image of time and stone
Forlorn in darkness we roam alone
We are like roses in a garden full of weed
We are as wolves that wander among sheep
Their false beliefs died under our horses' hoofs
Accepting their judgement - facing the truth
From a glorious crusade we proudly return
As soul-cleansing flames of redemption still burn
Watch them consume all life as it dies
As corpse-fire melts the so-long-frozen ice
All that remains is a flash of red in the snow
Wir sind ein Bild aus Stein und Zeit
Verloren steh'n wir still in Dunkelheit
We are like roses in a garden full of weed
We are as wolves that wander among sheep
All that remains is a flash of red in the snow...