Ashes to ashes, forever we fall down With broken dreams we're blind to see What twisted words they tell In a sky that's without stars tonight Where Nightmares grow so real How far we fall, forever lost in broken concrete fields. In a world that grinds so ceaselessly Where the wheels of culture turn. Where machines of hate speak hideously And heaven's brightness burns Offered up the fruits of slavery Sown - the poisonous seeds of forgetting Grow choking vines like bitter tragedies And piercing thorns unseen. And so runs the world away On scriptured lies The ash of memory And so we fall away On scriptured lies The ash of memory. In the withered tongues of love we'll speak Our whisperhidden heresies Ten thousand years of bondage And their cultures black disease May this bloodstained tale come to an end Blessed are we who without hope at history's end And we have buried what we have known of love Come hollow eyes and unseen thoughts and brutal selfishness And these scars of hate will never heal These wounds that do bleed dry Our mother earth condemned to die alone and she does cry As we have grown deaf to the ceaseless roar Of paradise burning forevermore Choked with ash those dreams within us Are waiting to be born Let us speak of god Let us speak of pain Let us speak of suffering, sin and hate Shut tight our eyes to their hollow lies In this broken land of the dead May silver tongue screams fall upon deaf ears May the rivers of heaven run red
Ashes to ashes, forever we fall down With broken dreams we're blind to see What twisted words they tell In a sky that's without stars tonight Where Nightmares grow so real How far we fall, forever lost in broken concrete fields. In a world that grinds so ceaselessly Where the wheels of culture turn. Where machines of hate speak hideously And heaven's brightness burns Offered up the fruits of slavery Sown - the poisonous seeds of forgetting Grow choking vines like bitter tragedies And piercing thorns unseen. And so runs the world away On scriptured lies The ash of memory And so we fall away On scriptured lies The ash of memory. In the withered tongues of love we'll speak Our whisperhidden heresies Ten thousand years of bondage And their cultures black disease May this bloodstained tale come to an end Blessed are we who without hope at history's end And we have buried what we have known of love Come hollow eyes and unseen thoughts and brutal selfishness And these scars of hate will never heal These wounds that do bleed dry Our mother earth condemned to die alone and she does cry As we have grown deaf to the ceaseless roar Of paradise burning forevermore Choked with ash those dreams within us Are waiting to be born Let us speak of god Let us speak of pain Let us speak of suffering, sin and hate Shut tight our eyes to their hollow lies In this broken land of the dead May silver tongue screams fall upon deaf ears May the rivers of heaven run red
