Original lyrics

EN

There's a gentle violence Miles of silence Separating You and me Crystal and covered In the arms of a mother I'm a child who cannot flutter myself free Sons and daughters Of rising waters Hell is hotter So they say Maybe we'll find out When our time's out We keep living by the sword Will we live another day? Sometimes lately I think of you leaving Would my heart stop beating? Would I know to cry? My mind is storming Three in the morning We are two warring nations And we don't remember why So while we revel On ground unlevel We give our devils A place to hide We're suicidal Flags and false idols And God's own precious guns Won't ever turn back the tide