In the light of the comeing sun,
I want nothing more then to run,
In the time of old,
When the world was not so cold,
We danced the dance of man and blade,
Now we have guns to lead the way,
Is it right that people die,
just for others to set on high,
As i set and watch it all,
I know once more it shall fall,
For it is never ending,
we will refresh an start a new begining.
