Retribution Letra

the smell of ether an orange flare confined submission fills the air hope and glory unreachable now nervous glances collide somehow plasma fluid quites the thurst a dead calm rises wo will be first ? [Chrous] a fading signal of distress counting the wounded no time to rest a final prayer this ship`s going down faces lie forward hand are all bound burned with gas the mask goes on subversive warfare no right from wrong stepping forward into the unknown stepping forward restricted zone frozen water reflecting the light setting the enemy in our sights