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High are the banners

the predictions of war

Destruction of our own kind

is it that for what we pray

A violent way of decay

Thoughts shout yesterday

don't count ... anymore

Graveyard without crosses

Death on the fields and in the streets

believed in a dream not in reality

On a graveyard without crosses

nobody mourns cause nobody is there

The civilian war has ended

and the victors are dead

Damnation and hell, the future of a nuclear attack

new born races knowing how to be born as a wreck

How many nightmares crossed your mind

How many dead we left behind

Heroes march into their graves

nameless died on not sacred grounds

The first rays of light on no world

killing dust rules in cities and plains

On a graveyard without crosses

we've died for our system

In a graveyard without crosses

not listening to the voices of wisdom

Our war was for us life

but we didn't survive

Soon we must go

living in the past

The victims of a cruel kind

called ... mankind