The long lost winter, acceptance woes A lasting slumber, a sickness flows The last of summer, the longing rivers froze A grasping hunger, as darkness grows Feeling so alive in this hopeless dream Feeling so alive in this hopeless dream Were the ones who pay with honour Your pain rejected, your holy symbols inane Your honour remains infected again The frost of winter, acceptance shows A grasping hunger, as fever grows At last the summer, the longing rivers flow A lasting thunder, as darkness grows Feeling so alive in this hopeless dream Feeling so alive in this hopeless dream Were the ones who pay with honour A malediction, your holy symbols inane Will honour remain rejected again?
honour, hopeless, inane, grows, alive