This bird singing well even in hell
Reign of disgrace bit by bit
Dried the smile from you face
And it has completely turned into a green
But our voices so sparkling, so loud
Our voices may thaw out your heart
Show them remorse though
Face they not worth it
They are of what
We have to get rid
Speech for rumors
Trust for faith
Life for wraith
Slight for grace
Revolt, revolt it is now or never
Revolt, revolt great bitter end
Inside we hide the cages
Whole world to embrace
What is faithful we really don’t know
What if we are where the evil comes from?
Our voices just not enough
Our voices are just a bluff
So take another step
Right in hell
We will be waiting
There as well
Let’s drink the poison
Oh helpless we
We will drink the poison
While waiting for you
Dream on
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