Текст песни ICONAUTS We Wage War

We wage war that leaves a fear on your face
We wage war that keeps our status so high
We wage war that tells a story of betrayal
We wage war that has a wind they need

And that who knew what it all would lead at the end
Will stay a cripple in his soul until his death

War of winds is still going on
And it is fed by the human creed
No one should know where the wind shall blow
But only the reason is clear

War of winds is still going on
To give the politics a power
Priests of the modern empires
Create a cult of obedience

The sons of torture will come to take you out
The sons of torture will bring you to the hell

Priests of the modern empires
Create a cult of obedience
They send winds only they need
We wage war