Nightrage

Jubilant Cry
Beyond this grim reality A fighting spirit his own rules Staring at the peaceful borders of sanity Rebirth of the dead tears Playing with each moment Indulging in reveries With every little rise And fall of the leaves Every vision transformed into reality A touch of bitterness propiliates The path of honour is open Nevermore grief and agony The persevering hopes of the past are not only fake dreams The war is finished The enemy crushed With a jubilant cry The war is finished Everybody at last knows the truth Our liberties and dignity will never trample again The smile returned to our hearts, the sub humans go into hiding Woe to the vanguished Beyond the grim reality A fighting spirit followed his own rules Staring at the peaceful borders of sanity Rebirth of the dead ideas The path of honour is open Nevermore grief and agony The perserving hopes of the past are not only fake dreams From Letras Mania