Siela - Rain

Dead man in uniform walk stormy ways to great, still halls
On streets of blood were made in thousand years of brotherwars
Bloody ages of civilsation is only another form
Of organized beasts rain will wash it away from the earthface

Rain of tommorow, rain of today
Rain of sorrow, rain of pain
Rain of tommorow, rain of today
Rain of sorrow, rain of pain

A heart in uniform and burning wheels turn through the time
And armys marching on in rhytm of an open war
My heart is beating fast and Nadja speak for hopeless signs
For drums for the falling goods and rain wash through a bursting time

Rain of tommorow, rain of today
Rain of sorrow, rain of pain
Rain of tommorow, rain of today
Rain of sorrow, rain of pain
Rain of tommorow, rain of today
Rain of sorrow, rain of pain
Rain of tommorow, rain of today
Rain of sorrow, rain of pain

Rain of tommorow, rain of today
Rain of sorrow, rain of pain
Rain of tommorow, rain of today
Rain of sorrow, rain of pain
Rain of tommorow, rain of today
Rain of sorrow, rain of pain
Rain of tommorow, rain of today
Rain of sorrow, rain of pain