Too far for him in this ocean,
like a sword of the unforgiven,
bright,silver,cold and numb,
remindes him of the old wars,
we tossed the ground; memories apart,
tears of blood and the salt was missing,
in the absence the memories ;they weren't so sweet
they were hard to believe,
like the land teared from the lord's feet,
a lie kept in the cold shed,
it provoked for freedom,
to preach the wisdom of truth,
tears flowed which stopped them ,
to hide that mighty thunder,
he called the nature, to bring that storm
