Artificial Souls

It's now so cold on this land
We'll have to fight for our lives
Try to protect ourselves from the strikes
Carrying our affliction

On the holy ground of our fathers
We see the flags of our defeats
Drawn by the desire of our nature kill
We feel their approaching steps

They prowl our fields
They trample our lands and our soil
They know what we feel
Beware of the artificial souls
(Of the artificial souls)

Drifting in the no-man's world
In despair we run and we run away
We don't even remember who we were
Everywhere the skies are grey
We fight our way

Chameleon with no father
We run to save our lives

They prowl our fields
They trample our lands and our soil
They know what we feel
Beware of the artificial souls
(Oh, oh, oh)

They prowl our fields
They trample our lands and our soil
They know what we feel
Beware of the artificial souls
Yeah, yeah
The artificial souls
They try to make us fall
(Until the end of our days)

They prowl our fields
They trample our lands and our soil
They know what we feel
Beware of the artificial souls
(Oh, yeah)