We must play our lives like soldiers in the field.
The life is short
I'm running faster all the time.
Strength and beauty destined to decay

so cut the rose in full bloom.
Till the fearless come and the act is done

A love like blood
a love like blood.
Till the fearless come and the act is done

A love like blood
a love like blood.

Everyday through all frustration and despair

Love and hate fight with burning hearts.
Till legends live and man is god again

And self-preservation rules the day no more.
We must dream of promised lands and fields
that's never fade in season
As we move towards no end
we leani to die.
Red tears are shed on grey.
Till the fearless come and the act is done
. . .
Till the fearless come and the act is done
. . .