Little Island

(альбом: Faust - 1995)

[Angel Rick, a British angel who always wears a flight jacket, in the Lord's office alone with pictures of
prosperous Germans and Japanese and their cities rising to the sky]

[Angel Rick:] In two long wars, my country bled
To spare the world the fearsome Hun
As through the years, the fight we'd led
Too long, we stood alone, too long alone
Little Island

And when at last, battle's won
We asked for no reward and no reward was received
The empire gone
Two generations turned to blood and dust
Only the best were lost
Only the best

And now, the years have passed
The times have changed
The foe is risen up
He stands
Astride the world
His dreams of conquest all fulfilled

Little Island, Little Island
Glory lost in the mists of time
Little Island

They will pay
For what was done
To those of us
Who died so young
They will pay
For what was done
Little Island, Little Island
Little Island