With the tragic awareness History movement begins Not only outward events But even innerspace Some civilizations ignore The Tragedy and Epos It's a fracture between the races, Incompatible together Wir sind nicht die Türken von Morgen Wir sind nicht die Türken von Morgen Individual struggles Against universal But the glimmering moon above is His bright skull Take human bones To make a flag full of stars My destiny imprecates Silence will prevail See the palace of glory The fire, faded away They stole the reason Roaring with laughter Now in the mourning palace A stinky child with a crown Is spitting and looking At blood's reflection