First learn to crawl and kneel down before supremacy Like a tiny gear of the huge machinery Then be in the thrall to the distant rusty memories From the bygone time clinging to some faded glories It repeats At last the souls are gradually bleached to white Till they all become finally a part of the blizzard But there's someone who still dares to ride Forward and burst through the ice Still holds tight to the light Some fall in the squall More and more rise to assault on The dated castle and the mighty throne We shall crush the old It's now do or die Let us roar the battle cry And crush the old to build anew Through the whiteout we shall shine