This cave is our saviour, that bastard winter 
but we knew nothing, 
carrying our youthful afflictions.
We did not have their future in our blood
and would not have their lies in our ears 
disgusted with your greed, 
we found our freedom here 
Buried with smiles on our faces, 
knowing you'll live forever with that hollow heart.
Everything you touch loses its values, 
salvation can not be found in currency.