Miserium - Cobalt Clouds Approaching lyrics

our rapid movement reflects change our grim fate is foretold for the winds are whispering of the coming of cold rains we are blind to see the disease as people of distant cities summer evening, dying sunlight the season’s pa**ing by flies are circling in the garden above the fallen fruits of life we smell nothing of the autumn yet don’t feel the terminal cold the sparks of the neon-lights took our sight our gla** skyscrapers block our skies we can’t see the clouds till we we feel the drops on our pale skin on our pale and fragile skin summer evening, dying sunlight the season’s pa**ing by flies are circling in the paradise above the fallen fruits of life black concrete blocks dripping wet protect from feeling regret from hate, fear, pain and denial but all shelters have to fall our Ferris-wheels take us high yet not above the cobalt-stained skies not high enough to escape this rain which we brought upon ourselves a moment of clarity when silent factories vomit not smoke and goods but truth