Album: Der Untergang Des Abendlandes (2003)

The Memory And The Monolith


All the great ones, they are withered
Great painters are no more
Architects of art and wisdom
Shadows of our past

All and none grow as worlds of truth
Nothing left to say
All and none become things to do
Nothing is our past

This day has got no meaning
Between the funeral of the future
And the burden of past days

All and none, all and none, we are