Bavaria
Richard Leviathan / Ostara

I see you selling flowers
In the Springtime of decay,
I see you painting idols
While the Muses turn to grey,
And on your bleak horizons
Above the bright domain,
The buried soul of Europe
Alive beyond the breathing grave,
I'll meet you here in Bavaria,
In fear you'll burn forever,
I'll meet you here in Bavaria,
In dreams we'll live forever,
This is how we see the world,
Shining, burning,
See how the truth divides us
In the mercury of pain,
See how the truth reminds us
Of the blindness that we face,
To suffer for the love of life,
Sweetness in your cruel embrace,
Intimations of mortality
The crownless Court of Grace,
On the steeples high
Where the swans still glide,
Imperium, Imperium
On the steeples high
Where the nights still shine,
Imperium, Imperium!

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