This is the real news
Old animosities that have surfaced once again,
Virtues and faults of a hypocrite race

Inmost recesses of the soul
Thoughts those were whirling
Through my head
Dead feelings of my dreamy world

Arising from this ancient land
Looking back at the beautiful
Things that we have lost
Makes me scream
 [bad word]  eternity, freedom
I gave my blood for this honour [bad word]  eternity, freedom
Always believing that there's
Something good in this world
Death-like silence

There's only one way to find out
I need to give my hand and I will
Be flying away gain before the [bad word] Everything is turning in my head
The air is like a big pile of empty thoughts,
I can smell the flowers of anger
 [bad word]  eternity, freedom
I gave my blood for this honour [bad word]  eternity, freedom
Always believing that there is
Something good in this world

Redemption of the immortals
The innocence of the sinners
Always believing that there is
Something good in this world