(M. Biedermann)We're the symbol of society
The masters of our race
We've learned our lessons on those who lived
And how they lost their faceWhat's wrong with living a proper life
When it's yet our time to die?
Faith and honor well preserved
For we never question why...Taking your life in your own hands
As we do every dayLiving life in the danger zone
Someday you'll have to changeDivine wind
Kamakazi flies within
Divine sin
You'll never see his face againNo reason living
No reason to die
You look in the mirror
And see your cold eyesOne final moment
Before you take to the skies
The needle's your pilot
And the snow is your guideTo turn your back on the rising sun
Would surely bring your honor shame
Crying for the ways we live
When we only have ourselves to blame(Solo MB)