silence is pressing on the temples today all of us will cover up with the cold earth and wont see a dawn. in front of the face of the whole nation We conduct you forward pointing, you forward pointing out the unknown ways.
Down the road specified by the ones who left. Down the lake that burns gold from the distance.
even being in tomb scratch these words on the coffin underside BREAK YOUR NAILS! We r the sparks of one flame we remain the same as what we were our fire will burn your hands For you we chain dogs WE LINKS OF CHAIN !
We are all divided by the road paved by gold.. all divided by the road paved by gold!
At the first time it may seem like two different worlds. But line dividing them is only your biases.
All of your value just makes us only laugh! hey,The sun already shines cold hands. Isnt it the time to wake up?