Red On Maroon - Sivert Høyem, Renate Knaup

I sense the body moving

Pressing onward through time

I chase a pure emotion

That will never be mine

Across a killing field

That younger men call eternity

Onward to the moment

That has always been reserved for me

And no god, no angel

Can turn my life around and set my spirit free

Back to the gate then

To a man-cave goes the bog man king

A painted nature dome

Where they treasure blood more than anything

A second sun, a second moon

He paints the world in motion

Red on maroon

A second sun, a second moon

He paints the world in motion

Red on maroon

God’s own playthings rejoice in war

There is nothing that God loves more

The new breed is born, whip in hand

Inverted sun over western lands

Invent a God for yourself

And you may

Enjoy yourself!

So what’s the matter now?

Are you disappointed too?

The world has waited long enough

The world goes on without you

A second sun, a second moon

The world is in motion

Red on maroon

Fragmentation of time and truth

Fossil children and fossil youth

Skulls of parents with mummy eyelids

Parents that have survived their kids

Lift their banners out of the dust

The wind is made of chalk and rust

You’re the only one left to see

Flaming sunrise that once saw me

Seek no strength in numbers

There is no strength in numbers

I seek no strength in numbers

There’ll be no strength in numbers anymore

A second sun, a second moon

The world is in motion

Red on maroon

You may be alive

But you are dying…

Constantly

No god, no angel

Can turn my life around and set my spirit free

You’re the only one left to see

Flaming sunrise that once saw me