Wake up! Pieces of peace, chips of illusions. Dreams, 

which won't come true. Strange decrees, inane 

conclusions...



What's it all for? Still have no clue.



You only feel that there is something else. Behind this 

world, behind this war. Beyond the midnight veil.



Every minute you live on a frontline. Every evening you 

walk on a frontline. A pleasure ground with deadly 

shells.



Every Sunday you dance on a frontline. Every birthday you 

keep on afrontline. If your men fail then you will fail 

as well.



Wake up! Broken hopes, unending riddles, teasing smell of 

sin. Desolate roads, decaying heroes, scorches on your 

skin. Drowning in the seas of breeding questions. You 

cannot stop your search until you reach the depths.



Your broken hopes. Your shattered dreams. Your storms and 

gales. Your scars and seams. Your plagues and bales.. 

.They saved you.