Here comes the memories of a non-existent times
I can see the tragedy brought by other anger’s tide
Who will you be in the end, when it silences all the sounds?
For a trouble they created, they will sell another way

Echoes from my empty soul, screaming like a hungry crowd
To inventing new enemies, you will aim spears at me

Did not you prepare your soul?
I don’t know how it grows in your eyes
They’re dreaming with death and control
They’re willing to steal our minds

Now we’re spending our breath on a very silly talk
Trusting fake prophecies, just repeating it too loud
I will make you all like me, that’s the way we walk to fall
They’re afraid of bloody ghosts, now I have slaves and power

The voice of rage is on the streets, running into the violent mess
We can save the innocents, but I don’t care how many lives

Did not you prepare your soul?
I don’t know, I don’t know all the lies
They’re dreaming with death and control
They’re willing to turn off our minds