We scintillate
Like cedar stones
In plasma veil
As ancient ones

In cold war years
You were my fears
But just to gain
The power to reign

Satan's blood
In our veins
The pigfaced mud
Will be slayn

But no one dies
When blackseas dry
And no one kill
Forever this will
Our wisdom be

Now you're asking
What are you living for?
No sense of life
And none afterwards
What I called wisdom is a flower
That can seldom be found
But not in illusions
You only used to find
A way out