Big fuss because of this misery Reality shows us seclusions So subtle because weapons are solutions And no one's aware to its own fate Finding a place where we can breathe And climbing the mountain to see From where we can size this misery And stay strong on our feet We laugh and we run through the plunder We'll find a shelter through the boxes Believe me, we'll make it. No wonder Faith only will turn us to corpses Finding a place where we can breathe And climbing the mountain to see From where we can size this misery And stay strong on our feet On a misery mountain we stand We fall from a pile of rubble We climb the ashes to demand No to remain on this sorrow We laugh and we run through the plunder We'll find a shelter through the boxes Believe me, we'll make it. No wonder Faith only will turn us to corpses Big fuss because of this misery Reality shows us seclusions