Hyde Abbey


No glory left in fight
We are dying for no reason
The skies have fallen
We are dying for no reason
Deflowered all our dreams
This life torment is awakening
The horrors of our crimes
Will surrender to their truth

Something is growing insane
Our demons from the past
Our insurrection is prepared

When you seek
Sometimes live is more than pain
You’d wish you had born blind

There’s blood in our dreams
We’re the lost generations
We’re the wasted generations

We’ll march once again
We’ve started another end
We have to break this silence