That dawn granted again hope in our heart That youthful heartbeat, that youthful insouciance We believed in a just holding of a trial In a grand justice In the Nemesis Divine of the Gods Between equal men before the law What a fault, to belive in a rotten reality
"In the sacred shadow of the sword Do not hesitate, they don't exist I will be vindicated, they'll furnish our medals By condemning me they believe to destroy us" The hammer fell upon the anvil And the court fell silent Deathlike silence
Words of the final verdict Filled my heart with fierce anger Incarcerating bravery, shall bend us not They only hasten the dawn of their bloodshed For him, whom desolation did not bend For him, who is faithful to his ideal's For him, who strifes for the impending new man Who shall come
Standing straight, arrogant, gazes towards justice Earful eyes piercing him They salute him with hailing arms His raised fists and his voice...HAIL!