A German Requiem - Sol Invictus

Lorelei whispers, as the river bends

Love Letters, they never had the chance to send

A German requiem

All is overgrown, as there’s no one here to tend

Only broken glass and marks you cannot spend

A German requiem

A prince in his castle, a thief in his den

With thirty pieces of silver, and the murder of a friend

A German requiem

Barbed tongues and barbed wire

Dark angels descend

The dead with swords, the dead with pens

A German requiem