Homecoming -

The chains are broken

The hearts are free

All you mothers dry your tears

Dry your tears we’re coming home

Way Home…

The drummer silent

The hate disarmed

The tired ground stops bleeding

In our eyes hurts the sun

Way Home

The storm is over

Clouds turning quiet

We hope the world will understand

We want to understand the world

Way Home

Transitory

Humanity

Arouse the fire in your hearts

Dry your tears we’re coming home

We’re coming home

Arouse the fire in your hearts

Dry your tears we’re coming home

Coming home