Rome
Das Unbedingte
watching from a distance the strangeness of their fate their deaths put my life to shame but we? do we feel ashamed? are we ugly with grief? honour me savagely a dead youth a sacred fever a chest still swollen with hope feed these lands with dead men we serve their cult in secret our hearts are heavy our sense of sin from a distant impossible past we sing the love of danger of unconditional loyalty of blind devotion? this is not a time for silence
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