In a ruined city On a forgotten street Is a forsaken house With an immured den.
Your body is lying without light and warmth What can be worse? Your soul is devastated like Mojave dustbowl. Burn to ash what makes you fall! Dam can be built in the middle of the storm. Just stand up and don't ask how! You have got that far not to die...right now!
From ruins of city Along forgotten streets You're running, leaving Behind your den. No matter what has happened Stand up, if you're hear the beat, stand up!
Out of the ruined city Along forgotten streets You're running, you're running Away full of faith.
No matter what happens, listen to me: The fight isn't over till you hear the beats of your heart.