Tree of Freedom

Kept away from daylight
Deprived from all the songs I loved
These walls may hold my body captive
But my soul is attending every sunset
This is the hardest there was to walk
But nothing I regret

Our death would only be the thing they're praing for
Time won't force us to surrende
Their crippled freedom is not the one we're longing for
As all else failed we raised our fists and weapons
Not born as soldiers, but driven to the end

These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence
And our scars shall be the seals of freedom
I know that time heals nothing
Never casting dwon my eyes before the tyrant's throne

I know that our screams will sound out to the world
Our blood will be like water for the tree of freedom

These wounds will be like memories enhancing my existence
These wounds will be like memories cannot banish this idea
This idea will overcome all walls and fences
A young man's deeds became an old man's wisdom