Are we dead again, the same coldness,
It is a lie again, the world is perverse,
We remained aback and went to sleep like a ten year old child,
It is enough if only my land be abundant, then no worry,
I got used to it to sacrifice, but you must know!
This time I will tell everything to my God,
We hit ashore, while bloodless dead,
It was only yesterday we loved, now we lament,
Images bear only dirty execuses,
We are gone with satan
It is enough if only my land be abundant, then no worry,
I got used to it to sacrifice, but you must know!
This time I will tell everything,
Now it is your turn, one step forward.