Here our disbelieve was born
Right here in this rundown corridor
Soil, flames, everlasting storms and acid rain
Entire legions remain
Here in these fields of no remorse
Ashes all over your head
The blinded see in red
Shoulder to shoulder we turned back
Shoulder to shoulder we attack
Still the legions grow on earth
And still we sink in sober mirth
Young, old, falling in slow motion, uncontrolled
And a faint weapons hold!
Still disease surpasses birth
Ashes all over your head
The blinded see in red
Shoulder to shoulder we turned back
Shoulder to shoulder we attack
Let those cowards ignite in hell
Dreadful feelings suppressed inside ourselves
Just accept them and let them out
Just let them out until the last one bids farewell
We were treated like no one else
Pilloried and confined inside ourselves
We are here - and that's sad but true -
For slaying you until the last one rots in hell
Ashes all over your head
The blinded see in red
Shoulder to shoulder we turned back
Shoulder to shoulder we attack

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