The eagle spreads his old wings he tries to rise again 50 years have passed, not many people care but his mind is still the same I swear to god that I will fight with my tongue against your gun until you fall into the sea like Icarus who was killed by the sun we hope the ghosts of our past will never return and freedom will last, let the blackshirts burn like an old lady in a mirror you try to forget your past and all the crimes that go along with it but you are still part of the cast the wall is down between east and west all the bricks are sold and if I see your picture on a map I remember and I feel sick we hope the ghosts of our past will never return and freedom will last, let the blackshirts burn since the reunification of Germany in 1989 the number of people to die at the hands of right wing extrems has officially more than doubled unofficially we will never know our police force issued a statement declearing the biggest threat to law and order and the well being to the people of this country comes from the left wing I hope it's all just a bad dream It's hope enough??? we hope the ghosts of our past...