(Distorted reality...)

(distorted reality...)

I see this world broken down in pieces

A rain of dirty lies fall down on me

A lot of people learn hypocrisy

From puppetters...

Flags of blood call they victory

So-called martyrs, but I can't believe

‘cause it's the time for remembering

Forgotten things...

Red stars, dark sky

A good day to die?

Pay the price, no paradise

A good day to fight!

This is a new war! Because it never ends!

Bullets for you, again and again!

Death from the sky, another hell on earth!

No Way! Until you dance with ghosts!

This is a new war!

And it never ends!

This is a new war!

Again and again!

The down of a new insanity

In the shadow of manipulated ideals

A lot of people forced to disappear

No memories...

My eyes, without tears

A good day to die?

Of your machine I'm not a gear

A good day to fight!

From puppetters.... no memories....

Fall down...

Forgotten things... to disappear....

I can't’ believe....

(Dance with ghosts)

(dance with ghosts)