Can we remember the sinister events which have hurt this grounds dying in these torments?
Chorus
Freedom has a price; peace is an eternal fight, Each day drifts us away from this memory Tons of Men’s are dying in blood and fire A show of death destroying this empire
So many years have passed The return of violence can be fast
Chorus
Freedom has a price; peace is an eternal fight, Each day drifts us away from this memory Men’s are dying in the blood and fire A show of death destroying this empire
Male part:
Come and see the blood in streets, Look what is becoming the life ‘Cos today there is no end For this pain this battle starts
Female Part:
They cry the dead ones Minds of men are lost We are prisoner of this evil The safety of our hearts lies in the redemption
Male Part:
They can hear the call of these damned souls Torments from the Past sound in their heads Every century is destroyed by this game of death
Female Part:
They cry the dead ones Minds of men are lost We are prisoner of this evil The safety of our hearts lies in the redemption
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