February MMX - Ulver

The old man sings

In the face of fear

The circular mantra

Why are we here

The audience is blind

To what takes place

In the pillory

Life is a stage

The vertical lights of death

In codes of red and blue

Birds in black and white

And the drums of WWII

Tattooed in numbers

Genocide is suicide

We are our own enemy

And the last judgement

Our children are hurting

In the final performance

The newborn is still

The rest is silence