No more fire
The river cries
Tears take off
And fill the sky
A silver screen raised
To picture the night
Seventeen horses were sacrificed
Run wild
Shatter what you see
Run wild
Live it like a dream
No peace no sword
Suffering. you drown
In those tears, tears fall down like knives
The silver screen still raised
To picture the light
Run wild
Shatter what you see
Run wild
Live it like a dream
