That Freedom Word Testo

There's crowds of people
Silver and gold
Counting the hours
Before they grow old

Walking beside me
Pale faced without knowing
They all started crying
Their eyes had turned red
Once upon a time
Truth wrapped up in chains
Lost in the dark night the rain pouring down
Wild dogs were howling in pain

Redemption is yours
Drift into the night
Cold wind blows your tears away
And wakes you up in fright

Seasons run quickly
Soon passing by
There's no returning
And there's no reply

Carved in this great oak
The names are forgotten
There's talk of betrayal
On these fields of clay
Well the time has come
Same for everyone
They won't leave a crumb
No won't put down the gun

Yeah that freedom word
It's a dirty lie
Never been confirmed
How many people die