Liryki Szklanego Kruka

SzklanyKruk

Rose and Broadsword

Love and peace in their heads
They're proclaiming with preference
Flowers are respond to the panzers
With preaceful slogans on the mouth
But is it only in their heads?
In nature of every human?
Flowers are wall, which cover themselves
Wall, which cover the "true me"

Ruins and corpses around me
That's what a human can make
When he's lead by the revenge and hate
Things, which are inessential
But is it only in heart of evil?
Human, which evil is a guide?
Pill-box is a wall, which cover themselves
Wall, which cover the "true me"

Peace will not last
Kindness' end comes near

Battles will end at least
Human isn't entirelly ill