Inilah anak-anak muda, bobot di pundak mereka,
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
Inilah anak muda, nah dimana mereka?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Kami mengetuk pintu kamar Neraka yang lebih gelap,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in,
Mendorong ke batas, kami menyeret diri,
Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying,
Dilihat dari sayap saat adegan diputar ulang,
We saw ourselves now as we never had seen.
Kita melihat diri kita sekarang karena kita tidak pernah melihat.
Portrayal of the trauma and degeneration,
Penggambaran trauma dan degenerasi,
The sorrows we suffered and never were free.
Kesedihan yang kita derita dan tidak pernah bebas.
Where have they been?
Dimana mereka?
Where have they been?
Dimana mereka?
Where have they been?
Dimana mereka?
Where have they been?
Dimana mereka?
Weary inside, now our heart's lost forever,
Dengan letih di dalam, sekarang hati kita hilang selamanya,
Can't replace the fear, or the thrill of the chase,
Tidak bisa menggantikan rasa takut, atau sensasi pengejaran,
Each ritual showed up the door for our wanderings,
Setiap ritual menampakkan pintu untuk pengembaraan kami,
Open then shut, then slammed in our face.
Buka lalu tutup, lalu slammed di wajah kita.
Where have they been?
Dimana mereka?
Where have they been?
Dimana mereka?
Where have they been?
Dimana mereka?
Where have they been?
Dimana mereka?