Everything is dark outside
A night with no moon
A single fairy fly

The stake of human corpses is burning away
The blood in the river grows up day by day
How long we'll defend our privileges

How long we'll be safe into our cages
We live a strange kind of Mid-age
A king with no head is cleaning all the pages

Of the rights that we fought for
And now we hear some voices coming near and more


The Sun's ablaze of thunder
A wild wave of anger
In the land of the mirrors

On the walls of these strongholds

In the country it feels the social disease

No job for the fathers and their families
The working class hero is a desperate
With nothing else to lose and nothing else to gain

How long we'll sell our soul to the Devil
How long we'll die
Some DAY i will cross over the wall

I will not use these guns anymore
To defend the dirty interest of
This king with no head

This king with no love
The crowd rumbles like a mad cow
I guess I have opened my eyes now

I was a slave and now I'm a free man
Out the walls of these strongholds


The Sun's ablaze of thunder
A wild wave of anger
In the land of the mirrors

On the walls of these strongholds

The Sun's ablaze of thunder

A wild wave of anger
In the land of the mirrors
On the walls of these strongholds