Paroles de Lonely White Idols

Standing still Through the ages, Throwing shadows To the lowlands, Standing tall When the winds blow, Lonely white idols Rust on pedestals. The solitude kills Even the immortal ones. When will they regain their powers? When will they be strong again? Heroic times which past Worshiped them. Why should gods of sadness Undermine their strength? Lonely white idols! Lonely white idols! Too fair to doubt the fate, Too proud to face the hate!