The morning is so fresh

On highway dance the whirls of dust

Just our car keeps its way of empty road

The music takes our spirit higher

Life's endless life's rock'n'rolling now

Our joy as our life Will never end...

Bulldozer suddenly appeare

Crushed sculls Rnwpk warp

Rolled on the wheels

Weep for the dead

The morning is so fresh

In gothic church the rite begins

Defaced souless flesh

Just pityful sound



The flowers on the cold winter ground

No one to blame

Fortune is blind

Their children will follow this way.