Life is not calm
Life is not peace
Life is just pain and lore
This is war!
This ride is not for the faint hearted
But the endless vineyards
Make up for everything
The life consists of
Nothing more than
A squalid string of conspiracies
Rebellions, revolutions
Murders and massacres
I promise, we’ll find a way
I promise, we’ll find objective
I promise, we’ll choose our destiny
Let’s try
If in the heat of need a reason to fight on...
An idea for which you will give up...
All that you will еver have...
You need only to look at the man
Who fights at your sidе