At the agony they've come from overseas Bringing with them the fury of their arms (with no remorse) They walk on the graves of the Ancients (with no reason) What remains of this blood spilled on the sand? Of his bones scattered at their feet? We're the victims, they're the scientists of our curse Condemned to be just an illusion We're the victims, they're the masters of our fate Condemned to live among them The evidence is clearly under our eyes We cannot die, we cannot leave the fight Devoured by flames, shot down by their weapons We cannot hide nor flee In every prophecy there's a part of lie that you can't see In every prophecy there's a part of lie We're the victims, they're the scientists of our curse Condemned to be just an illusion We're the victims, they're the masters of our fate Condemned to live among them The evidence is clearly under our eyes We cannot die, we cannot leave the fight They pretend to give us light to be more than our gods Our gods now We, we are so deep inside, deep inside their hell Will you repent?