Vārdi:
Believer Sanity Obscure

the end have come Nation will rise against nation Famines wage war on the land The birth pains have begun These omens of sanity are obscured Hidden

Libera me, Domine, de morte aeterna in die illa tremenda Quendo coeli movendi sunt et terra Dum veneris judicare saeculum per ignem (Deliver me, Lord

lace or chains We stake our claim Revolution once again But I won't I won't wear it on my sleeve I can see through this expression And you know I don't believe

of the end have come Nation will rise against nation Famines wage war on the land The birth pains have begun These omens of sanity are obscured Hidden

How long, will you, simple ones, love your, simple ways And continue to reject the calling of wisdom? Fools mock, at making, amends, for sin You fools

Tulkojums: Ticīgie. Vesels saprāts Neskaidrs.