Nemoralia کے بول

There passed a summer Where our children went to war With conviction without cause Furnaces in the borough I was born Dreaming echelons Above my station The corners i walk in I waited and watched On the corners I dreamt on in my youth In my youth Heartless Heartless Now i dream of orion Sword by side Sword by side Protect the night Heartless Heartless Sans coeur Tout sans coeur