Never did i find a nest for my soul
  We have made all the bans we imposed
  We have thrown
  On ourselves
  In memory's manner
    The weakened will
  Raise their heads
  To mellow their somber faces
  This day you will
  Be in your camp
  In the streets of your people...
    You are at
  The summit of the honored
  Decorate yourselves
  Decorate yourselves
  Decorate yourselves...
    Crazy man, stand to attach...
  No friends listening
  Crazy man, stand to attach...
  No friends listening
    All I ever
  Wanted was to...
  All I ever
  Wanted was to...
    All I ever
  Wanted was to see your face
  And contemplate
  All I ever
  Wanted was to see your face
  And contemplate...
    Never did i find a nest for my soul
  We have made all the bans we imposed
  We have thrown
  On ourselves
  In memory's manner