The Plague of a Coming Age (исполнитель: October Falls)
Is this my native soil or a ground for an enemy Something to live on or something to die for Is this my destiny or the reason to live Something to remember or simply forget traitor for some, a hero for others brother against another This is the plague of [bad word] age Are these the monuments of tomorrow and hope Or just a graves for the past, hanged in these ropes Are these the unknown times or just a regressed history Is this is the plague of [bad word] age? traitor for some, a hero for others brother against another Marked with a burning steel, scarred for our fathers This is the sign of the plague, the sign of [bad word] age