Through the walls the destructionThe hallway collapses companions goneFound an exit out of the ruins aloneKid falls down, crying to the skyHere comes the deaf linguistPuts a bullet in the infantKid falls down...After the last man has fallenAfter the last bullet is firedExpecting satisfactionFeeling like a hollow tree in the windAs fire consumes the airThe last trapped hold each other's handsRemembering what they're dying forPeacefully accepting thе courseWitnessed by thе survivorsThe kid tastes his last airWithin the kid's eyes the hope brokeIt's hard to collect the shattersIt's not asked, to fight our war with usIt's the writings in our book that convinceBuild the palace from the shattersBrick by brick, with bare handsDear linguistDear linguistDear linguistYou will not wipe us outDear linguistDear linguistDear linguistYou will not wipe us outCondemned to the afterlife too soonPalace of life died in the infernoSurvivors watching the burning skylineTears feed the earthFrom sadness come solutionsBlessed by enlightenmentThe rise of the new palace has begun
