I have a bless, cause I am a Hero
My immortal soul that shaved
Achilles in a Trojan war – without a fear, oh
The cry and battle are my names

Cry! – my enemy’s courage
There’s a mirage
Of a Fortuna’s tale
And Odisian sales

The Poet about our glory sings
For an ancient ages
Fires from fire will fall on our sins
In a lost books of wonder pages

Cry! – my enemy’s courage
There’s a mirage
Of a Fortuna’s tale
And Odisian sales

(choires)

We are the liars
The words of poet died
Lot of fires
Will let us cry

We are the liars
The words of poet died
And a lot of fires
Will let us cry

The stars will sing
As a truth for us
The end is coming

The seas will say
That we killed our words
The stars will fading – as our songs
In a mist of day

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