Song: Smoke

If you can not see the way in this ocean of poison,
If you die and absolutely no-one around
When clogged metropolis seems empty,
Build a fire and we'd come to the smoke...

On the prowl for weeks, wandering on the trail of the survivors
Among the chain dogs, hate bitten,
We are happy to find one of the immaculate soul
One hope, in spite of the corrupt world
For thousands of spin one white wing,
Hold units in the swampy pit,
Don't give up, heated a jar of hearts the flame
Drenched with blood, swallow the poison of contempt
Mess with the Horde for one decent looking,
The crowd yells: "Die, not here is your flag!"
And the only one I see in the eyes - "I'm with you."