Blind me with distraction   Build a frontier 'cross the void   All tomorrow been destroyed, in a breath      I moved out to the country   And I saw the scenery shake   As a summer parade meets its death   And God's assassins rode back into town   And paved their way upon the cold ground      Roses help me to pretend   Blushing brides and cosmonauts   Don't meet their bitter end      Give me grace, oh Mother   I have rumbled quite a feast   Traced the footsteps of a priest in the snow      But in my mind's picture   Of every face I?ve ever loved   Travel lightly suck their blood before they go      And God's assassins rode back into town   And paved their way upon the cold ground      Roses help me to pretend   Blushing brides and cosmonauts   Don?t meet their bitter end      Roses, roses, cannot do this any more