For whom the gun tolls
For whom the prey weeps
Bow before a war
Call it religion

Some wounds never heal
Some tears never will
Dry for the unkind
Cry for mankind

Even the dead cry
Their only comfort
Kill your friend, I don't care
Orchid kids, blinded stare

Need to understand
No need to forgive
No truth no sense left to be followed

(Tarja Turunen)
Facing this unbearable fear like meeting an
old friend

(Ike Vil)
"Time to die, poor mates, you made me what I am".

(Tarja Turunen)
In this world of a million religions everyone prays the same way

(Ike Vil)
"Your praying is in vain, it'll all be over soon" .

(Tarja Turunen)
Father help me, save me a place by your side

(Ike Vil)
"There is no God, our creed is but for ourselves"
"Not a hero unless you die
Our species eat the wounded ones".

(Tarja Turunen)
Drunk with the blood of your victims
I do feel your pity-wanting pain
Lust for fame, a deadly game

(Ike Vil)
"Run away with your impeccable kin"

(Tarja Turunen)
Good wombs hath borne bad sons...

Cursing, God, why?
Falling for every lie
Survivors guilt in
Us forevermore

15 candles redeemers
Of this world
Dwell in hypocrisy
How were we supposed to know?