The fire is out, we lost our name

But the ghost of our friends to us remain

Pale in the dark

Here was never a god

But we smile with a bleeding heart



Discoloured leaves are falling down

The deadly seeds are sawn

The clay is vile beneath our feed

Hope and love is all we need



The day is done

All song is sung

The hour of lead has just begun

""Why should the world be overwise

In counting all our tears and sighs"" *



All the leaves have fallen down

Now, the deadly seeds are grown

Pale in the dark

Here was never a god

But we smile with a bleeding heart



The day is done

All song is sung

The hour of lead has just begun

""Why should the world be overwise

In counting all our tears and sighs"" *