R.I.P. - Banco Del Mutuo Soccorso

Horses, bodies and broken spears
Tinge with red
Laments of people dying alone
Without a Christ down here
Enormous pupils towards the Sun
Death's heavy breath, you always feel it over you
Even if you won't know why

Requiescant in pace
Requiescant in pace
Requiescant in pace
Requiescant in pace

On heaps of dead fleshes
You erected your glory
But the blood you spilled, onto you it poured
Your war is over
Old soldier

Now the wind sat down
Your sight is kept lingering over the sky
Over the eyes settles the sun
On the chest, you're left with a dagger
And you won't, won't fling anymore
Your spear, to slice the horizon
To push yourself beyond
To discover what only God knows
But of you will only remain
The hurt and crying that you gifted
To push yourself beyond
To discover what only God knows
To push yourself beyond
To discover what only God knows