Lament

I wonder what we've become

A land so full of riches bought with blood
A land so free, yet chasing for wind
As we look up to false giant emperors
We've lost our pride of old, the innocence is gone
Clan of Elveti

What if we'd still be proud and simple minded?
What if there would not be so much blood on our hands?
What if there would not be billions to feed the lusts of war?
What if not all these subtle hidden injustices?
What if there would not be a state church
Built upon hypocrisy, instead of faith?
Weep for your land

What if we'd still be a simple clan of nature
With all its frailties but with some knowledge of righteousness?