Nemoralia

There passed a summer
Where our children went to war
With conviction without cause
Furnaces in the borough I was born

Dreaming echelons
Above my station
The corners i walk in
I waited and watched
On the corners
I dreamt on in my youth
In my youth
Heartless
Heartless

Now i dream of orion
Sword by side
Sword by side
Protect the night

Heartless
Heartless
Sans coeur
Tout sans coeur