Throughout history, men and women had given their lives For the causes they found to be The most honoured ones Thrown to lions, being tortured severed in their souls Never giving up on what they perceived to be truth Peace, but in war Love, but being hated Stoned, sawn in two, tempted, slain by swords Wandering in sheepskins, afflicted, tormented Through their works now we’re free to choose what we’ll learn Truly living, there is no need for empty answers The world was not worth of such men In suffering they’d spent their lives no fear and no regret Unknown to many who now live They now will be remembered They have found the meaning of death In suffering they’d spent their lives No fear and no regret Not caring for themselves No fear and no regret