Our road is taking us further away from the sun
We make a wish on brink of chaos
But hope and love are never going to die
Rising from ashes we'll rise against it
Time has come or a new revolution
And show them who are ruling
The stonehearted ones with their black aura
are going to take us to the wakingcoma
If we find our spot in sun light,
the golden gates will call us to them
Time has come or a new revolution
And show them who are ruling
The stonehearted ones with their black aura
are going to take us to the wakingcoma
Time has come or a new revolution
And show them who are ruling
Time has come or a new revolution
And show them who are ruling
The stonehearted ones with their black aura
are going to take us to the wakingcoma