From a fireball we came crossed sea and mountain   We were drinking beauty with our eyes   We were given all to make our own   Let us be left alone      Laid the tasks and paid the price, everything survives   Crushed and bolted all the grain   After every wind what a stake we're in   Is pain better than the grave?      When we talk without amend we see red   And then deep inside our blood begins to boil   Like a tiger in the cage   We begin to shake with rage