Uprising [Germany] - Monuments

With the void grasping our hearts and nothingness clouding our skies we seek to build monuments for ourselves monuments our departure won’t destroy With swords in hands and warcries filling our chests we stand proud in the face of this last quest to vanish into nothingness with hearts ablaze the only hope that our cries still echo in distant days Monuments of flesh, Monuments of the mind still all bound to fall by the empire of infinity and though our hearts burn with the creator’s fire nothing can shroud the fear of death To accept the void to embrace death to fear the emptiness but to leave some trace Raise monuments to endure the void that will echo your warcry in coming decades raise them from flesh and mind not from stone or cross When the blackness engulfs and takes away all illusions of fear or peace a whispered warcry on our lips roar so future decades can pridefully sing With the void grasping our hearts and nothingness clouding our skies we seek to build monuments for ourselves monuments our departure won’t destroy With swords in hands and warcries filling our chests we stand proud in the face of this last quest to vanish into nothingness with hearts ablaze the only hope that our cries still echo in distant days