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