A Slaughter Of Roses — текст песни (Death In June)

wasted, glorious dead
it has to come
all the dead are lost
you, me, everyone

our feelings, thoughts
ghosts couldn`t see
we closed the doors
on eternity

walk amongst this haunted
crowd
life dictates!
life pulls down
life dictates!
it`s books of brown
life dictates!
love pulls us down

a slaughter of roses
and a time to stop
a fuhrer, a butcher, a lover
a slaughter of roses
and, a time to crop
meat-free!
on fire!!!

our feelings, thoughts
ghosts couldn`t see
we opened the doors
of emergency

wasted, glorious dead
it has to come
all the dead are lost
memories - everyone
all the dead are lost
you, me, everyone!