Pain, madness, strain of the oars
The deafening cry meant to alter us all
Pain, madness, strain of the oars
The song of preaching resting for us

We have people of fortune, people of will
Our destiny varies on these earths
We have nothing to lose and nowhere else to be
The will we'll tear from your heart

If you die as young you shall come back as young
Listen how the tear falls dissolve
Our fathers adjoining heads
When the arrows fall I _______(?)

Pain, madness, pain
Pain, madness, strain of the oars
Pain, madness, pain
Pain, madness, strain of the oars

We have people of fortune, people of will
Our destiny varies on these earths
We have nothing to lose and nowhere else to be
The will we'll tear from your heart

Pain, madness, strain of the oars
Let the lightning years fall behind
Pain, madness, strain of the oars
The pain, insanity burn like chars