Of heroes past and gone
And wonders they have done
Our children have been taught
Such greatness we have sought
But case your eyes about
Disunity and doubt
Those times are gone
Those men are bones

Filled up with our void
We turned to paranoids
Perceiving the enemy
Inside our poetry
But turn your eyes backwards
There was another world
Before the shades
There was our grace

Time has swallowed our strength
Here we stand, awaiting the end
Here we are
Fading memories of days
Free from shades, our heritage
Left to us