Centhron – Front Angel lyrics

Slumber deep and cold
The skull upon the shoulder
Closed eyes
A gust 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