Tears had been spent for the celebration
Glory is here in the stolen nation
Send your last sounds of unjust and hatred
We’ll cry out loud, there’s a circle waiting here

Years had been spent as the gods’ creation
Gold had been spent by the fools’ impatience
Masters were made as the waves and blood spilled
They stole our lives, but our souls are safe still here

I’ve checked my heartbeat and
I’ve noticed that its falling
Up to the sky that’s where
I’ve learned to dream about it

Hollow inside
It’s the new sensation
My kid’s inside
Please God help him make it

Send your last sounds of unjust and hatred
Hell’s heard our cries, has your circle waiting there