Kuoliaaksi ruoskitut hevoset [English translation]

We were born bitter and thirsty

To read countless lines drawn in chalk

Choppy melodies on a pianola

The pace for our pothole filled path

After all the most precious cargo

Were all the memories made sweet with time

But we cursed our guide for self sabotage

Wanting to lay their head to rest forever

We tattoo ourselves with fairy tales

Creating a parade free to be

lead on by a parasite

The Accursed don't stop for directions

Path once cursed stays crooked forever

Cuckolds with chained necks

An unsightly caravan expedition

Bent down from cracks of the whip

Once again flogging horses long dead

Eventually our procession seeks shelter in woods

A ray of hope sets my pillory on fire

One day shall even our shackles rust

The caravan limps

to half-mast a flag for our parade

The Accursed don't stop for directions

Path once cursed stays crooked forever

Cuckolds with chained necks

An unsightly caravan expedition

Bent down from cracks of the whip

Once again flogging horses long dead

Once again flogging horses long dead

• Artist:Stam1na
• Album:SLK