Who's sitting there
With dark eyes
Who gives an order
'gainst our life
Their prophet lies
About our death
Redemption will be
A simple testYou'll be saved
As long as you obey
We let you tell anytime
One of our prayer
So they don't know
Who we are,
And they don't mindIf we die
And we should keep
Our pride
And hide it for
The after-life
Incubator gives
Brand new image
What will a sign
On our brows
Any squender moments
(What) We left behind
will be a statue
above our casket rows
