The Angels Are Right

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Ce qui est décrit dans cette chanson est sanglant, mais pas gratuitement. Cela a un sens et au contraire milite pour la paix et la non-violence, comme on le comprend à la fin, lorsque le refrain angélique trouve son explication.

Paroles:

Under the blafarde gleam
Like vermilion garlands
One makes out human entrails
Which wind and hang
From trees and bushes
Blackened sections of walls
Calcined shells and frames
Still seem to illuminate
The scene with their high flames
Red yellow orange and blue

The angels are right
The angels are right
The angels are right
The angels are right
The angels are right

Hundreds of heads
Set up on improvised pikes
Look at us with their empty eyes
On the ground, are lying
Bloodstained shapes, unrecognizable
Because of so many mutilations and tortures
One recognizes here and there
Open chests
From which the heart has been torn out
A thick mud
Of a reddish color
Covers the ground
Mixture of blood, ash and earth

The angels are right
The angels are right
The angels are right
The angels are right
The angels are right

Sitting peacefully on a bench
The city, swarming with life
Manifests itself to me like this
By the grace of my mind
That is considered disturbed
But to which the angels attribute
Reason and perceptiveness
Thus observe your world
With my eyes in its brutal reality
Free from the least compassion
Perhaps this sight of nightmare
Lives on the planet of metaphors
But, in fact the angels are right

The angels are right
The angels are right
The angels are right
The angels are right
The angels are right