Oppressing the mind, psychosis taking over
Dreams of death and nightmares of undead
superseded the memories, leaving us the living dead
We are the living dead, schizos unknown.
Misanthropic melodies played their violent tunes
Mankind seemed just a matter for slaughter
Vicious minds are all ours, we are the living zombies
We are the living dead, schizos unknown
Just when death began to quarry,
A glimmer from the dying benevolence breathed in life - like the warm aurora at the dawn emerging from the sombre nights on the horizon.
We will rise - From the death, from the tombs
from deep inside our minds, we will rise
We will rise - For the life, for the glory
from the dismal hoax obliterating us, We will rise
We will rise - Like a pheonix from the ashes
from death and the nightmares, we will rise.
