1. SCARS OF PAIN

A black kingdom arises
Disturbing the mankind
Filling their heart with hatred
Steal the dreams of the poor man

Prisions surrounding the bloody hearts
Open wounds in the soul
Our hearts cry out for freedom
The sacrifice was made

Open your eyes - I see the great light
His face so bright - always virile and without scars of pain

Many souls are screaming and dying
Faith is an instrument
The hope is unknown in that place
A valley of dry bones

Open your eyes - I see the great light
His face so bright - always virile and without scars of pain