Enslavement on the dream machine
Fickle carcases to the market demand
Born to wander blind
Children of the legends
Freedom comes to us only in death in ignoble beauty
Burning the flags
Gathering the nations
Revolution of dancing hearts
Hope of a new tomorrow
Set free from the glorious lies of a life projected on desires
Yet buried on filthy streets
Stubborn to the masses
Revolution of dancing hearts
The hope of a new tomorrow
Burning the flags gunpowder in dna
Born for the war called life