Out of the closet
Out from the muddle
Cant make the same mistake this time
We are the mudders
The last generation
We are the ones they left behind
And I wonder when we are ever gonna change it
Living under the addict till nothing else remains

We dont need another slovenian warhero
We dont need to know the way to soth
All we want is life beyond the batmud

Looking for dimension door we can rely on
Theres got to be something better out there
Exp and equipment, their day is coming
All else are castles built in the air
And I wonder when we are ever gonna change it
Living under the addict till nothing else remains
All the mudders say

We dont need another slovenian warhero
We dont need to know the way to soth
All we want is life beyond the batmud

What do we do with our reinc
We leave only a ghost
Will our story shine like a wis-plate
Or end in the disconnected host
Give it all or nothing