Sky Turned Red

An old, weak, grey man on the hill

Alone, sad he looks down, down the vale

He remembers the old days, shadows of past

The old days, memories he's lost

He's searching for reasons, recalling the past

For reasons, fricative remains

He has before his eyes

As the sky turned red

Changed the world its face

Naughty was anymore like before

As the sky turned red

Fertile days were gone

Many moons rised and set since that time

Now he's afraid of the return

He has settled life once and for all

He looks at the ruins of nature

Mankind's work is done

Vermins stay behind the downfall

Weeds grow apace

Withered trees - degenerated

Desolated - tract of country

Storming clouds - unnatural colour

Threatening, mystic phenomena

Birds flight away

With them our dreams

Years of destination

Took life away

Inactive all the time

Man's sense of guilt

Now bones like glass

He never can take measures

(Sky turns red)

The omen strikes again

(Sky turns red)

The back of beyond

He has before his eyes

As the sky turned red

Changed the world its face

Naughty was anymore like before

As the sky turned red

Fertile days were gone