We shall love all those smoked-grey skies And love all those star drawn pictures And raise our sight high to reach them Let our hearts forget our home - dead battlefields Cause i feel that soon were over Our end is nigh And in all its beauty we're blessed to witness our thrive in a great downfall We burn alive And i swear my friend that we're not brought here to suffer And all your pain once will be over So kiss these life-drawn scars and look straight in her deep blue eyes Raise your voice above the sorrow and leave this world to die tomorrow Let's admire the worn hands of the old And leave our shoulders for the heads of the youth And live - lie, rob and kill