Our will brought them down By history drowned To ruins their realm All wail to my ear Who wasted and spent countless lives on command Now no more lords of the world They who pursed-proud with power Their wealth and their smell Defeated by slaves In our victory-hour Rose to high like a child on a swing Pomp pulled to hard at their wings Used to ride the day Through the lands of green, Yet the land's turned grey And the days cold and mean. Escape reverie - Wake up dead from your dream. Has been gone a while, Lies our way ahead. Spare the ripened wine, Drink stale water instead Let them regret - We'll take back what we had That poor, dried out the land Work hard on the soil Work 'stead of rhyming Rhyme 'stead of laughing Laugh 'stead of rotting, nothing's forgotten But we won't walk the road you descended Used to ride the day ... I saw a time full of grief with my own mortal eyes Hold me tonight Then let me tell 'bout the pain and an age that had died Like they feel now, we had felt when we fell on the fields Like they cry now, we'd cried when they broke our shields Return and pay back for wounds never healed We're free from guilt for they challenged their fate to be sealed I saw a time full of violence and cruelty Hold me maybe Then let me tell how we rose, fought and died to be free Fearless and fierce as possible as men can be Righteous claims in our backs, with us morality Would we have died in the dawn we'd have lived finally We won't forgive our suppressers - Never! We've sentenced them all to be trivial forever They're dust on the water, by the wind turning Rather drowning than burning Separate the crossed Spartacus From criminals, messiahs Hold the true martyrs high as For us they have died A Golden Age to raise on the lost In freedom of leaders and gods We will ride our way To the lands of green. Lest until that day We forget our dreams For we're all slaves Born with hearts to redeem Trust the lines you've heard, Hear the words I said. Cease from eating dirt, We drink ale instead To the time we've had, To a time coming Back to a world which's not worth to be hold in esteem.