Death from above, a siren signaling the final moment
A look in the sky, makes you see the face of death
Birth is given to a living hell, birth from destruction is our dream
Before we forget what is done, before we press the deadly trigger
We will remember what we 'll be, with ourselves fighting for freedom
In a dreamland of nostalgia, in a land of forgotten peace
The blood that was shed in the past was the cost of today’s freedom
Now the time has come for us to do the same for the next generation
Moments of glory, moments of blood, moments can change the history forever
Vision of sorrow visions of hate, visions are coming straight from the past.
Just before your life ends, a single thought in eternity,
What you’ve done in the past, acts of bravery acts of honor
Snow lies deep upon the earth still our voices warmly sing
Heralding the glorious birth of the son of all hatred
Hate in the beginning of all that’s good by a malevolent action
An irony of human nature, a pure lust for destruction