Risen from the ashes, the ashes of the dreams you burned
So many wars theses eyes have seen,
so many agonies my soul went through
I died with them so many years ago, just in darkness my eyes see this world
There is nothing more to lose
Forlorn and desperation, the fruits of your power
A wolrd of slaves and servants - the only aim to rule them all
Punishment to nonconformists, death and terror to the upright ones
Coups and interventions, nothing will be uncontrolled
My life angainst your reign
A final judgement will be given
to harvest the storm
My blood will drown your flame of greed
to harvest the storm
No single tear, no signle scream
A silent smile - the time is now
A momenty of redemption,
to harvest the storm
