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-- I. Awake to the aftermath --

Eden fell and the truth was revealed.

All the stars we wished upon turned into ashes.

Why is everything destroyed?

Why are so many friends gone?

Why is everything soiled with smoke?

Why are there puddles of tears at my feet?

Relax, it's over...

These ruins will be our playground.

My father is gone,

my mother died when I was born

Calm down, I'll stay with you.

You won't suffer the same.

Take my hand, the storm has abated.

We are tired

we are blinded (by pain)

lost generation

waiting for some light

Oppression and fear in our hearts,

it's time, time to change the world.

-- II. A debate upon the remains --

Hundreds of souls are just a memory

Thousand of bright lights vanished

Don't lose their gift, remember their legacy.

Upon these remains we debate

Has it been the right way?

New life growing from these ashes?

The old temple demolished

Corrupt columns and pillars exposed

Why would we need a new one?

Can we do something better?

Each cry in the dark will become a song of hope

It will be hard (always has been)

It will be long and arduous

-- III. Don't forget what brought us here --

A parade of pain we had

Evil deeds they’ve done

Their empire drained our lives

Leeches biting our skin

There's no regret

Burn the past

Take the time

Now...

When all hope is dead, and there's no way

Martyrs' sacrifice, will be remembered.

-- IV. Dawn of a new day --

All the broken dreams we’ve left behind

A cool breeze inspiring virtuous notions

Moon, cross or star, only idols

Will is the tool to start again

New horizon revealed, full of doubts

but it was the chosen way

A man shouting out loud:

Dawn of a new day

There are always trace elements of blood in each new structure

The onset of a storm,

a soul that is spilled

somewhere far away...