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It's now so cold on this land

We'll have to fight for our lives

Try to protect ourselves from the strikes

"Carrying"

Our affliction

On the holy ground of our fathers

We see the flags of our defeat

Cruel bloodthirsty cyborgs are made to kill

We fear their approaching steps

They prowl our fields

They trample our lands and our soils

They know what we feel

Beware of the artificial souls

"Artificial souls"

Drifting in a no man's world

In despair we run and we run away

We don't even remember who we were

Everywhere the skies are grey

We fight our way

Through a million waves of fire

We run to save our lives

The artificial souls

Will try to make us fall

"Until the end of our days"