Nomads

We´ve paid the price
of our past mistakes

Now everything is dust

We´ve paid the price
of our past mistakes
one day in heaven
a hundred in hell
this is the march of the fallen men
no home to comeback our name is revenge
this is the march of the fallen men
no home to comeback our name is revenge

white masks hide our faces
like sand cover the bones under our feet
cursed with an unknown destiny
blessed without the hand of mercy

Everyday is a new day, an everlasting battle between humans and time
Every day is a new day, a new war to fight, a good day to die

a new war to fight a good day to die
its our chance to live, who will not survive?

WE´RE ETERNITY

this lands belong to dust
but dust belong to us
City of nomads

I will lay on the ground among the dead trees