Raise your fist Smell the air Taste the fame We follow our hearts for This time is fading We nurture our minds With a fake lullaby In this world Each to their own Divided paths In overcoming false hopes, We enter the age of cycles Freely we take to the air Not knowing nor- Caring the end I won't forget today It is burned inside My brain We use memories to Canvas our lives in Colored means This is all our Destiny In this world.