Centhron Front Angel Lyrics

Slumber deep and cold
The skull upon the shoulder
Closed eyes, a guest of wind
No one cries!

Snow falls, ice rains
The body numb and hard
There's a flower in his hand
From home, fatherland

Stählern ist das Kreuz, das seinen Körper schmückt Er bricht den Wind zur Erde gedrückt
Hebt den Arm dem Sturm entgegen
Front Angel - Macht heisst leben

Where is future, where is past
Cursed to die at last
Into foreign lands they fell
Deaf ears listen to the death bell

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