This on is dedicated to all the bravehearts!

I was kicking for a team of blue angels

Entering gates of burning hell

Walking through the purgatory

Facing all the sorrow

How many aces does death hold in its hands?

This goes out to the bravehearts

Depending on the call

Running into a rain of fire

Or sticking our hands in a bloodbath

Smelling sweat or breath of death

Our hearts will never calm down

This goes out to the bravehearts

Now farewell, we have to go

There is a braveheart in each and one of you

I believe this is true

There is a braveheart in each and one of you

This goes out to the bravehearts