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