no one will ever shed a tear

no one will shed a tear

with frozen souls and darkened eyes

we're marching to the point of no return

no sorrow strong enough to tear apart our bleeding hearts

not searching for a peace in heaven

no one will ever shed a tear

with my hands raised to the sky

we will not wait for someone to decide

our sober minds will face this barren truth

not longing for distant paradise

this is the final levy from bleeding hands

they will receive the final stroke from dying voices

they will hear the curse we whisper

while marching forward without intermission

and tearing down the halls of the extorioner

not searching for a peace in heaven

no one will ever shed a tear

with my hands raised to the sky

we will not wait for someone to decide

our sober minds will face this barren truth

not longing for distant paradise