Alone, in the spectral light of the dawn A hole in my soul Bleeding from thousand wounds Hopeless and torn The tide has washed us away The silent mutina burns A nation melt in the snow A dream of freedom gone
Alone, nothing is left to pray for Rejected by the gods Dying of thousand wounds Nature speaks no more The whirlwind blew us away The silent mutina burns The cruel drama unfolds A dream of freedom gone
A figure stands expressionless Among the corpses of his entire life A story that will not be told Ruins and misery lost in time
Violence, madness So-called civilization Abuse in the name of a republic built on tyranny
Genocide, destruction of a culture This crime will be remembered as “pax romana”
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