this is the real news old animosities that have surfaced once again virtues and faults of a hypocrite race inmost recesses of the soul thoughts those were whirling through my head dead feelings of my dreamy world dead feelings of my dreamy world arising from this ancient land looking back at the beautiful things that we have lost makes me scream arising from this ancient land looking back at the beautiful things that we have lost makes me scream love compassion eternity freedom i gave my blood for this honour love compassion eternity freedom always believing that there is something good in this world death like silence  there s only one way to find out i need to give my hand and i will be flying away again before the end comes everything is turning in my head the air is like a big pile of empty thoughts i can smell the flowers of anger arising from this ancient land looking back at the beautiful things that we have lost makes me scream arising from this ancient land looking back at the beautiful things that we have lost makes me scream love compassion eternity freedom i gave my blood for this honour love compassion eternity freedom always believing that there is something good in this world love compassion eternity freedom i gave my blood for this honour love compassion eternity freedom always believing that there is something good in this world always believing that there is something good in this world always believing that there is redemption of the immortals the innocence of the sinners always believing that there is something good in this world