No Surrender - Irish Stew of Sindidun

Every thing they wanted slightly fades away

On every ocean they haunted like ghosts which lost their way

Some think it’s all in vain, believe it’s hopeless

On bowed heads sun never shines, that’s why I’m fighting all my life

When your glass is full of the old summer wine

As the winter shakes your bones

Melt your heart of stone with the hopes for better times

Clear the way to freedom forlorn

Tell 'em how it feels, to live a life in slavery

Waves are crashing lonely rocks on the banks we used to be

Every day and every night on the highway of denial

Forgive me friends, I’m on the road of my own, I’m gonna miss your fucking trial