Текст песни Serpentine - Fyrce Muons

The major said the holy wars are gone
The lamb is dead
The cold has won the war
The music died
The lyre has broken strings
The muscle died
Along the broken wings

A solid chunk of sand and air rife with the long gone smell of gasoline and burning oil
Not the oils of comfort and myrrh and frankincense but of fuels and ancient dinosaurs
With lit flames long gone into the desert air
With buried bodies and cruel steel

The river is dry
Cicada is but half
A missile sound is ringing there by this day
Battalion style the blood abounds and dry
A bastard lies
A cheater gets his way