On the ruins of a dreary day
crawls the people in despair
On its broken edges
I look at us and feel ashamed
Only the flame of our sky illuminates
us lost here
in the wretched house of the lost
Can that flame of ours still rise
strike through the ages
and hang the shepherd of error
Under the cover of sin
on the most barren hill
here you cry for the future
On the last atria
your life is torn
you just run towards death
Is this
the only truth of our life? br/>the crash of these lost ones
Already rising from my knees
and feeling my body
Already opening my eyes
and tasting my blood
Here to the rain
always my soul returns
Only to earth can I ever
pour my spirit

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