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From the ashes they rose to bring an end
The rot of our history
To repair the future world shrouded in
Disappointment and pain
The taste of bitterness in the mouth, the smell of sulfur in the nostrils
Chaos in thoughts, one clear one among them:
Break the shells of powerlessness and fear
He turned into dust those who believed in betrayal
In the words of Traces of hope written
There is no sense in the shreds of thoughts
Thousands of promises about a new order
The murky waters of lies have flooded
Memories trampled , torn, broken
Beginnings infinitely multiplied
Time echoes on the peaks
Memory of former greatness and glory
The sky is torn to pieces
It will claim many victims
The elements will unite into one
The blood will smell of freedom
The final beginning has come
The work of creating a new order
The shape given to each link
The reborn world
Values, principles will cease to be an illusion
Legacies of prehistory, omnipotence will awaken
The energy of existence will fill the skies