Dead men in uniforms
walk stormy ways in great, still halls
On streets of blood
was made thousand years of brother war
Bloody ages,
your civilisation is only another form
Of organized beasts,
rain wash it away from the earth face
The rain of tomorrow, rain of today,
rain of sorrow, rain of pain
The rain of tomorrow, rain of today,
rain of sorrow, rain of pain
The rain of tomorrow, rain of today,
rain of sorrow, rain of pain
The rain of tomorrow, rain of today,
rain of sorrow, rain of pain
Dead heart in uniform
and burning wheels turn through the time
And armys marching on
in rhythm of an open war
My heart is beating fast
and Nadja speaks from hopeless signs
For drums for the falling gods
and rain wash through a bursting time
The rain of tomorrow, rain of today,
rain of sorrow, rain of pain
The rain of tomorrow, rain of today,
rain of sorrow, rain of pain
The rain of tomorrow, rain of today,
rain of sorrow, rain of pain