Hard to believe in, strikes like a bad sin
Life without meaning is no life at all
Dreaming victorious, death to be glorious
Conquering new worlds further than before

The violin player in her red gown
Cuts the strings to life while golden
Feathered keys are struggling through

The lightning path in black and white
Frozen tiger statues round us
Arbeit macht frei never back
Your eyes without a face

Chasing the medals in disguise

Come show me the love that fills your heart
You'll see this moment will redeem the past
And shine tomorrow railroads with your light

Facing the darkness, escaping that madness
I traveled a long way to find out what is near

Rings of fire, monastery
Laurel wreath, the bells of glory
Eagle rising, camels fading
Ancient martial arts we are floating
Spiral keeps on round and round
Deep into the swamp we are boating
Latin veritas and Ichiban

Sharing the sky