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 test



You'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 mind

If 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