Текст песни Astarte - Naked Hands
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Wondering hands, the trees!The naked stones of grey beauty,Gathered to kiss the ground`s hunger.Extatic hate upon man`s reply.The war against human instinct.I summon the dirty blood of what we are covered.Still I watch the skyI see within a cry.For what we fear!For the why we leave!Naked hands, the forgotten trees.Stare as I paint the last eagle.The symbol of lifeThe black sign of the sky.A last leaf of a tree,The only breath left.Questions have been made to give no answersOn the hill I gaze the fortressMade by Nature`s hands.It stares useless for the weak ones,But precious for those who know the way.Still! I watch the sky,I see without wanting to cry.For what we still believe,For the reason we live