The word of a lost wisdom.

The lost souls of the dead floating in the air
Searching for people who really care
For their death not to be called painless
For their sacrifices no to be worthless

We all live and we all die
We do not all have the chance to try
To win a war that wasn’t originally ours
To demolish the mess and chaos

Today we must ask them to stop
They must pay back for every tear drop
Years and years behind bars
So we can rise and reach for the stars

It’s time to smell the freedom fragrance
It’s our birth right to live true independence
Taking our own decisions
Fulfilling the most creative visions

For a nation eager to live
For the dearest people
Learn to love and forgive
It s the only way you can get powerful….