From the heavens Of frail placidity We are expelled To walk the scorched earth Reckless bearers Of deific spark Artists without The eyes to see
Who can say How can we Take away The veil from our eyes My Lord, have mercy on me Show me the way...
Distant memories Distort the sleepless mind Weird anticipations Are burning in the sight
Ride the wind And celebrate your boldness Your freedom Is grinning ahead You will break your limbs And liberate yourself I will liberate myself With a rope
Fascinated by demise Like butterflies by fire We are the bastard sons Of the insane god
Who can engage the starlight in a night Who can restrain the tempest Who can divert the avalanche And who can stop us on our way?