Once upon the cross you left the dreams,
And lost your unsilent soul, it really seems.
But your mind sing, that dreams come true,
You have another destiny, to lost is not for you.
Please, when you feel cold, don’t be afraid,
Yes, we are Media slaves, but to win isn‘t late.
Be like a wind in the last month of summer,
Strong and complete, open your mind, truth lover.
Once upon the cross
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