Tracklist:

The Sentence

Only grass on this sad
cold, desolate field
(breathing) breathing blood and crime still in the air

Thousand and thousand of people walked here and gone, here and gone
toward a cruel destiny
each one on its own
with several stories to tell
but they all have something to share
a fault that’s never been

That’s why we all have to look around, look around
the past must not com back
throwing the world into nothingness
while the laments of the damned souls
resound on this cursed field
torture machine, world of blood and death

How many lives - struck out!!
and tortured bodies
that's spitting on the human dignity
If souls could speak
they would tell us of the pain of a life
lost in a hideous maze

Let's open our eyes on this world
of dreams and promises
and realize, there's so much violence

While the bodies turn to ash
the greed of man increases
creating evil
and this will mark
our destiny
and will outline our way

Only grass on this sad
cold, desolate field
the air is heavy, dense of pain