Never did i find a nest for my soul
We have made all the bans we imposed
We have thrown
On ourselves
In memory's manner

The weakened will
Raise their heads
To mellow their somber faces
This day you will
Be in your camp
In the streets of your people

You are at
The summit of the honored
Decorate yourselves
Decorate yourselves
Decorate yourselves

Crazy man, stand to attach
No friends listening
Crazy man, stand to attach
No friends listening

All I ever
Wanted was to
All I ever
Wanted was to

All I ever
Wanted was to see your face
And contemplate
All I ever
Wanted was to see your face
And contemplate

Never did i find a nest for my soul
We have made all the bans we imposed
We have thrown
On ourselves
In memory's manner