Woorden: Brandos (The). Gunfire At Midnight. We Are No Man.

We live in the hills
Travel at night
Invisible lives
In the visible light
You might hear a sound
With the fall of the sun
It's the beat of a heart
The pound of a drum

Chorus:

We are here
We are No Man
Disappeared
We are No Man
Turned away
In our own lands
We are here
We'll never go away

Some men are kings
And some work the mines
A few have it all
Get more all the time
They come with a gift
And then with a gun
You learn how to serve
Or learn how to run

All over the world
We live in the hills
Move in the wastelands
The deserts are filled
We are the shadows
That won't go away
The ghosts of the past
The future someday