silence is pressing on the temples
today all of us will
cover up with the cold earth
and wont see a dawn.
in front of the face of the whole nation
We conduct you forward pointing, 
you forward pointing out the unknown ways.

Down the road specified by the ones who left.
Down the lake that burns gold from the distance.

even being in tomb
scratch these words on the coffin underside
BREAK YOUR NAILS!
We r the sparks of one flame
we remain the same as what we were
our fire will burn your hands
For you we chain dogs
WE LINKS OF CHAIN !

We are all divided by the road paved by gold..
all divided by the road paved by gold!

At the first time it may seem like two different worlds.
But line dividing them is only your biases.

All of your value just makes us only laugh!
hey,The sun already shines cold hands.
Isnt it the time to wake up?