The Monuments 歌词

Boiling sun importunate by it´s blaze Hiting the hungry earth Longing for moisture. Horizont shivers by the hot air The scent of life is overwhelming Strong and free. Harmony of sounds, harmony of movements Free and rich long time ago Sober and rare today. Endless discharge for simple entertainment For untouched beauty getting lost with dying. "the monuments" of ending life Stupidity and cruelty Bleach bones speak out enought, Ask them...ask them...