The biggest ghost that haunts you
Doesn't come at dawn
But in the silence of fools
Or in the cry of the crazy
Break to win
Live to die
A madman with a sword in his hand
A sage with his head on the ground
When there are no limits
Your love will turn to spite

Let's kill our hunger
But not our brothers
There is no victory in enemy blood
Hate causes blindness
And blindness to incompassion