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