Letra da Música Dawnlands de Vattnet

It's hard to imagine
What this place was like before
When the land was sovereign
When the houses lined the streets

Those days have gone
A vulgar future is coming
The child of greed has built his house
In the place that I call home

And I wonder
Will it ever change
All my ill-fated memories die with the past

So lay down your roads
The heat boils the pavement
And pick clean the bones
Leave the bodies by the wayside