A nation stands with heart in hand
to sing their anthem proudly
Voices raised to sing their praise
of their hollow country
I can't fall anymore,
for some silver-tounged song.
Pushing us a drug that you call
freedom and democracy,
promise us that selfishness
is the means for happiness
I burned that bridge so long
ago that I can hardly see,
anything but solace is what
freedom means to me
Chorus