Exitland - Above The Chaos

Sun Is on top Of the sky Air is hot Out Of my hand Life falls down On the sand Here With this thirst We all walk Like cursed We don’t know what for All this deadly heat erases us to the core With it’s rage and lust Crucifys our minds on crosses of distrust Surmounting the confusion Forgetting all mistakes Sayin’ farewell to illusions And trampling down the fakes We rise above the ground We rise above our bodies We rise above the graves We rise above the world We rise above the chaos We rise above the sin For we've risen unbound And we're screaming loud with victorious sound For we're safe and pure And we've got the prise for all we have endured For we've won our lives (this life) And we‘re firmly hold in our hands these knives