You may hope to see wake up the sun.<br />
Joy and happiness, strangers to your minds.<br />
Your only certitude in this damned world is<br />
The innocence is lost.<br />
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The songs of your fatherlands, undesired pride.<br />
Tons of live arms are the flags of fire.<br />
You lost all brothers, so suddenly.<br />
This cruel damned world we still cherish.<br />
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Just silent memory sounds in my head.<br />
So many ways to destroy mankind.<br />
We have chosen the shortest way ever known, <br />
Do I hear the song of freedom?