Rome - You Threw It at Me Like Stones

Die Æsthetik Der Herrschaftsfreiheit 3: Aufgabe / A Cross Of Flowers [TRI423CD] © Trisol 2011 Purchase: http://www.infrarot.de/rome/die-aesthetik-der-herrschaftsfreiheit-vol-2/2010342 Info: https://www.facebook.com/romeproject http://www.trisol.de/ ` I crossed into Europe With the same urgent dreams of home I soaked my skin in the wine of sin Under the fountains of Rome Saw through all the feigned bravery And your love was but a sadness Coming over me And with a fearless heart I fell apart Who will join me in this solitude now? Is my penance over? From the red dungeons of Naples To the white cliffs of Dover I will lay and I'll betray For I pine for what is mine I was made for decay I turn wine into brine I'm the sacrifice of spring As seen though the dead mayfly's wing I'm the ideal soon sparkles A beauty turned to harshness And I'll reap But now all my anger Lies scattered within me How to father the new race? You threw it at me like stones All this praise And just like me you were taking As much pleasure In making this promise As in breaking it Just a little later Who will join me in this solitude now? Is my penance over? From the red dungeons of Naples To the white cliffs of Dover I will slay and I'll betray For I pine for what is mine I was made for decay I turn wine into brine I'm the sacrifice of spring As seen through the dead mayfly's wing I'm the ideal soon sparkles A beauty turned to harshness