Alex Kontsov, Isentie - Red Dust

If this is what we are living for
So what about the rules
If this is all what you came for
Walk in my shoes

We're not going to Mars
This place doesn't have enough of us

You've poisoned the land, land that you live in
Gave it another bruise
You’ve taken warmth from within
That’s the path you choose 

We're not going to Mars
This place doesn't have enough of us

We're gonna break through the air
Floating in silence...
The red dust over my head
When homeland is choking on violence

We're gonna break through the air
Floating in silence...
The red dust over my head
When homeland is choking on violence