Cold Pain - Ephyra

Another day has come and gone, I don’t care, Am I alive?

Orders are told what can I do?

Just obey.

Kill for my lord.

Moonlight, on our camp, lights my sins, I can’t escape from what I’ve done

It gives orders, tells the truth, but it’s not the same as mine

There is no nation

There is no flag

Nothing cleans, my painful tears

Guilt is a stone

Hiding light

I feel only dark cold pain

Wrapping my sword: the only friend, I can trust.

I join the line

Silence has been slain by battle drums.

Smell of war.

I swallow dust

Day breaks, I step forward, face my comrades, looking through their clueless

eyes

«See the puppet, joining doom and he is going to cut his strings»

There is no nation

There is no flag

Nothing cleans, my painful tears

Guilt is a stone

Hiding light

I feel only dark cold pain

There is no nation

There is no flag

Nothing cleans, my painful tears

Guilt is a stone

Hiding light

I feel only dark cold pain

I feel only dark cold pain