Despaired thoughts
Of future years
Myriad abandoned dreams
Poisoned by an envenomed knife which crudely had pierced
Deep in the very source of life
Deep in the sense of existence
Inaction, apathy, despair...
As every path to an escape seems to be blocked by morals
Every flag, every border, traps all wakening minds
Repression under a suspended fear
Opposition how to forbid?
A hope upon
The gloom to steal from the hands of time
Through war we will conquer peace...
So feel as though the power we're given
To rise to a better world than this
As though the fire had hidden force, to trample on this f**ing bliss