Plutonian Shores - BLUME

The silent tears touch the ground

Forming a vast, sounding ocean;

Someone’s calling my name

But I just can’t answer

I’m crawling on Plutonian shores:

The sky is red, the waves are black

There is sickness in the soil

How sadly the city clock tolls

Where hope is lost and faith is gone

Where shadows grow and creep like chilly wind

Reveal your secret, weak man!

Your insignificance hurts me;

Tell me how can you live

In a so senseless world?

I’m crawling on Plutonian shores:

The sky is red, the waves are black

There is sickness in the soil

How sadly the city clock tolls

Where hope is lost and faith is gone

Where shadows grow and creep like chilly wind