We scintillate

Like cedar stones

In plasma veil

As ancient ones

In cold war years

You were my fears

But just to gain

The power to reign

Satan's blood

In our veins

The pigfaced mud

Will be slayn

But no one dies

When blackseas dry

And no one kill

Forever this will

Our wisdom be

Now you're asking

What are you living for?

No sense of life

And none afterwards

What I called wisdom is a flower

That can seldom be found

But not in illusions

You only used to find

A way out