Little Blue Butterfly Paroles

this is beast
shadow of locust
this is at least
the slow descent of autumn
into the butcher garden

some say he will raise again(echo)
rise again(echo) (x2)
some say he will rise again, and thats the human body(echo)

black sun dying
black sun rising
is this impure
is this impure?(x4)

black sun dying
black sun rising
is this impure
is this impure? (x4)
sick or well
we're bleeding - all over - the world
you and me
on land and sea
in life, in dreams
or, so it seems
new beginnings
new ends
it's obvious
it's him
the deafening
beautiful
silence...
of sin!