From the album Cataclysms And Beginnings
Lyrics
In foreign lands
Oppression unmatched
Naked and cold
Left with the rats
To sleep in filth
To wish for freedom
For all you've known
Left for the dust
So cold and damp and left for days
To sit and think of the unknown
So cold and damp and time for days
To sit and think of the unknown
Like sitting in
a premature crypt
To wait for freedom
that never comes
And all your sins
and all your lies
Left there for you
to see their ties
A place of death
To think and wait
For those in power
To seal your fate
Hatred, oppression
Death and the cold,
The feelings left
Of deeds untold