Из альбома: Ceremony of Innocents
You may hope to see wake up the sun
Joy and happiness, strangers to your minds
Your only certitude in this damned world is
The innocence is lost
The songs of your fatherlands, undesired pride
Tons of live arms are the flags of fire
You lost all brothers, so suddenly
This cruel damned world we still cherish
Just silent memory sounds in my head
So many ways to destroy mankind
We have chosen the shortest way ever known,
Do I hear the song of freedom?