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In chains you toiled at the hands of men The kine knows not yet its yoke And strives but as one of the flock But in savagery lies freedom Pitiless in naked sacrificial rite Those prior masters crucified To such savage cross were nailed Flying headlong into the storm A ferocious beating coruscant Tempest's bliss from tethers torn Such headless corpse will dance Waves of new freedom was us clean Of ghosts of oblivion's reveries But with all course lost directionless Whither will we go? Where the fuck should we go? We sail on - ever, ever on Mired rotting leviathans Trouble us no more As the golden future shines To see such glories yet unseen Quixotic fantasy Such unknown shores where mad beauty SongtexteAnd cruel nightmares reign But have we sailed too far? Where now the shining hope for freedoms future? When 'voyaging' becomes 'dead lost' Bright freedom turns iron cage The light has fled even from our dreams The age of creation and new joy has passed As we shudder and fear Then insoluble thunder of mariner's beasts Old horrors and glories lost Cleaving unto the shades of reveries long dead The butterfly has lost it's wings And we who sailed with you Who learned to say 'I' Our ship has gone down with all hands So raise your voices and sing For this butterfly has lost it's wings Sing out your hearts Sing o'er your bowels filled with ashes All hands are lost All hands [Note: Adapted metaphor inspired by Arthur Rimbaud's "The Drunken Boat (Le Bateau Ivre)"] Aus Songtexte Mania