No Banners No Glory
Walk In Darkness
The cathedrals of the West
Are just shelters for crows
Their spires have fallen down
And no more speak to the sky
Let’s open our sails, leave the twilight behind, and head east (now satanic orders)
Where the sun raises its torch with might
To forge the hours and the days (call for war)
Where time slows down and daylight lingers for age in the sky (now the time has come)
Where time slows down, time slows down and wisdom can flow again (and sorrow can flow again)
We forged the weapons that shell the seasons and silence dreams
That rip the swarm of stars from children’s hands
Weapons that erase a mother’s burning screams
The long flight of herons on tailwinds and wandering clouds
We have erased history
Torn the sky apart
And gods don’t take calls
The gods have changed their number and don’t take calls
So we drift away, trust the wind, and sail east
We leave behind the crumbling walls of Babylon and Sodom
The steady march of dying souls, and sail east
The last children of a dying day
Now that Prometheus has let go the flame
Reaching for a glimmer on the horizon line
We sail east, We sail to find the sun again
No gold, no jade
Only the scent of jasmine and roses
No banners, no glory
Just the willows bending in the wind
We seek a hidden door, a passage, an open wound in time
To press our sails through the oceans and tides
Following stars and routes unknown to sailors, unknown to sailors
So, we leave the sunset fading, and sail east
Let’s open our sails, leave the twilight behind, and head east
Where time slows down, time slows down and wisdom can flow again
The last children of a dying day
Now that Prometheus has let go the flame
Reaching for a glimmer on the horizon line
We sail east, We sail to find the sun again