Every thing they wanted slightly fades away
On every ocean they haunted like ghosts which lost their way
Some think it's all in vain believe it's hopeless
On bowed heads sun never shines that's why i'm fighting all my life
 [bad word] 
When your glass is full of the old summer wine
As the winter shakes your bones
Melt your heart of stone with the hopes for better times
Clear the way to freedom forlorn

Tell 'em how it feels to live a life in slavery
Waves are crashing lonely rocks on the banks we used to be
Every day and every night on the highway of denial
Forgive me friends i'm on the road of my own i'm gonna miss your [bad word] trial