Dust your uniform and polish your sword Be prepared the call is near Don't trust anymore and doubt yourself too Paranoia is the new norm Heading for nowhere Much better than this place Come with me to the other side Where a tiny flame finally frees you from the dusk No way Another dead end among thousands My legs hurt but I run away No prayers Mass hysteria makes no sense at all What we need in our flesh and bones Heading for nowhere Much better than this place Come with me to the other side Where a tiny flame finally frees you from the dusk