Well I’ve got old bones but young blood
Painful recollections of my past
Solid fractures and broken nose
Living in hell appears to be a cause
Chorus:
So take me home, take me home,
So take me home, take me home,
So take me home, take me home,
I won’t do it on my own
My worn-out boots have seen a lot
Circles of the history bring the same old stories
I break through the sins and human hate
But at the top I will see no glory
I can’t fell the peace without the war
Freedom seems to be so inaccessible
I’m still listening to same provoking talks
And feel myself so god damn miserable