Lost in the delta of Venus, lost in a welter of shame
Deep in the forest of evil we embark on the new crusade
Cease your foolish plea we have come to banish the land,
I stand as Saint Sebastian with love for a higher command
And there where hope is dust so strange and absolute
Nestling in sweet sorrow is the saviour of our youth.
All is quiet where the angels fear
All my blood relations the revolutionary spirit is here.
All is quiet where the angels fear
All my heirs-apparent the revolutionary spirit is here.
Sons defy their fathers; lose their way deep in the mist,
Their hearts like alabaster crack and crumble when they're kissed
Cease your foolish plea we have come to banish the land,
I stand as Saint Sebastian with love for a higher command
All is quiet where the angels fear
All my blood relations the revolutionary spirit is here.
All is quiet where the angels fear
All my heirs-apparent the revolutionary spirit is here.
Courage my sad companion mute in silence you'll find no relief
Faith is the counter-poison; the power compels you to flee from grief.
Cease your foolish plea we have come to banish the land,
I stand as Saint Sebastian with love for a higher command
And there where hope is dust so strange and absolute
Nestling in sweet sorrow is the saviour of our youth.
All is quiet where the angels fear
All my blood relations the revolutionary spirit is here.
Deep in the forest of evil we embark on the new crusade
Cease your foolish plea we have come to banish the land,
I stand as Saint Sebastian with love for a higher command
And there where hope is dust so strange and absolute
Nestling in sweet sorrow is the saviour of our youth.
All is quiet where the angels fear
All my blood relations the revolutionary spirit is here.
All is quiet where the angels fear
All my heirs-apparent the revolutionary spirit is here.
Sons defy their fathers; lose their way deep in the mist,
Their hearts like alabaster crack and crumble when they're kissed
Cease your foolish plea we have come to banish the land,
I stand as Saint Sebastian with love for a higher command
All is quiet where the angels fear
All my blood relations the revolutionary spirit is here.
All is quiet where the angels fear
All my heirs-apparent the revolutionary spirit is here.
Courage my sad companion mute in silence you'll find no relief
Faith is the counter-poison; the power compels you to flee from grief.
Cease your foolish plea we have come to banish the land,
I stand as Saint Sebastian with love for a higher command
And there where hope is dust so strange and absolute
Nestling in sweet sorrow is the saviour of our youth.
All is quiet where the angels fear
All my blood relations the revolutionary spirit is here.