Born, we are, between the hard black rock
And the cold of the immortal,
Torn from cause from the flames of the brave,
And the bossom we can't return to.
We light up the bars of the world
With the decadent distance of innocence, oh!
Free, but sharp,
We could be the centreline guiding through the dark, oh!
(this song has been stuck in my head for some reason for the past two weeks o_O; )