Rome - Swords To Rust Hearts To Dust

we shall let our songs drown the rattle of the train and the roaring of the crowd we shall wet our throat with sticky dark wine and toast this blood wedding so fine to new horizons! to a new dawn! to a new and reckless generosity! for this our land of the free we shall win, die or betray and turn swords to rust - hearts to dust in vain to write our name in blood and in flowers of flame swords to rust - hearts to dust all blind and gone astray our envy green as may all smothered in wild flowers we break the windows to breathe that golden dawn is ours for tonight hesitation is on leave to wear god down to flatten him out to pray to no other parley with death to bury the crown to silence all lovers we shall turn swords to rust - hearts to dust in vain to write our name in blood and in flowers of flame swords to rust - hearts to dust all blind and gone astray our envy green as may schwerter zu rost herzen zu staub! dennoch die schwerter halten dennoch die herzen spalten swords to rust - hearts to dust in vain to write our name in blood and in flowers of flame swords to rust - hearts to dust all blind and gone astray our envy green as may