And the war came upon us… See … the beauty! In the dance of a handful of dust Around a Sunshine Fell…the beauty! In the sadness of the lonely horizon Watching the sea Bridge: We born, we cry, we stand, we lie (It all happens so fast) We fall, we fight, we stand, we die (See the beauty of understanding the frailty of mortality) See … the beauty. In the dance of angelical bullets In men greed's war Feel … the beauty In the red sand when innocence falls With their voices - Chorus: Breathe my son - Life is waiting you now Breathe my son - You are not alone now Breathe, Breathe, Breathe… Dust in the horizon of fire Freedom bounds before the cloak of a liar. Breathe my son - Life leaves you now Breathe my son - you are on your own now