Life is a misery, don't know how [bad word] to be
Death, the epitome of all of our days
In the past we had no choice to hear or to be the voice
Close your eyes and visualise the demon to arise 

You know that sanity is not as it was meant to be
And now that misery has taken a new stand
In the land of a thousand souls we will carry on through the rain
In the sun we will move along with the memories of the slain
When I see this humanity and the evil that they [bad word] to be [bad word] to the point of no return and you beg for just...

One more time to escape from all this madness
One more time to be set free from all this sadness
And one last time to be the one who understand
My soul and my spirit will go on, for all of eternity

Foreign the currency, your payment in blood to be
Death is the desitny for all of our ways
In the dark you hide away for who or what you can't say
When I see the power of the [bad word] alive 

You know that sanity is not as it was meant to be
And now that misery has taken a new stand
On the wings of eagles flying staring on to the sun
Reaching for the gold horizon when the war shall be won
Can you see the debautury and the blade of death that [bad word] for thee
In winds of torment forever more you will cry for just...

One more time to escape from all this madness...