Born to die, your souls from the ground rise again all the life behind is only hard times grown in the unknown and hardship to overcome howls of deep agony killed by the fate and by the last fall spirits still walk in the tank they walk up and down but this time the will find the way out Souls outlived all, two ghosts are going back up from below spirits filled with rage, the worst end of an existence waiting invane the hope till the end waiting invane in the black underground howls of deep agony killed by the fate and by the last fall The fear and the despair leave no trace in the wall of stones the pain and the despair leave no trace on the outside Spirits still walk in the tank they walk up and down but this time the will find the way out They live among us, they judge us, indict us unknown phantoms over our heads