Death Is Our Freedom

The weakness of timeWe'll pay for it.Distrust of the nextAnd fear for death.The poor and the mightyLive in the same place that we shared.The good and the evilThe destroyedThe destroyedDeath is our freedomMakes us equal men,Regardless of our place and birth,Regardless of our plans and deals,She'll never break her promises.She decides for usWhen the wretches standIn the wreckage.She makes us more miserable.There's no compromiseTo escape our liesThey're running to nowhere.We had a feeling, a shelter, and some air to breathe.And exposed to distant clouds, we never saw sunset and dawn.Death is our freedomMakes us equal men,Regardless of our place and birth,Regardless of our plans and deals,She'll never break her promises.Slow decay and restAs we're running fast,And the mighty ones are nothingBut the last ones.There's no compromiseTo escape our liesThey're running to nowhere.Death if our freedomDeath is our freedom...