Heathen Fist: No More (Strong spirits and merciless attitude)


On a sunny sweet day of May
It came and went like a sudden gust of wind
For who would have expected on a new life bringing spring
That a final fall would come so soon

Out of the blue
Clear cloudless sky
Came a wave of the end
No one had the time to cry

No more
There simply was
No more

Some miserable few
Had the bad fortune
To gaze at the sky
When the time was nigh
To be...no more

When all went silent
And the Sun started to pull back its rays in horror
It is they who had it behind them
Who are to be called blessed in all their misery
(And for the others It is not to be spoken of)

No more
No more
No more
No more