É possível silenciar um homem, mas não um Exército. É possível silenciar um Exército mas não um Homem.
Nota: a polícia britânica confirmou que Litvinenko morreu quinta-feira, dia 23 de Novembro de 2006 às 21 :21 TMG
I m sorry you didn't make it
I m sorry the Angel of Pain got his daily prey
Where you go, nobody knows
We just wait in the Acheront's banks for the next ferry
The sky, there, won't dawn gay
It won't dawn at all.
We just wait for our lot of ferry.
We could revolt, we could shout and shoot
Go to the churches and pull down the bells with rage
But you took your lot of ferry
And finally we'll take ours
No, this is no joke
Your eyes looked at us
In your green prisoner's garment
Medecine tried everything it could
You died over the sweet, white rocks of Dover
As if there was a Homeland, somewhere
For an erratic soul
And now I give my hands
To yours already cold
Slipping away from mine
Over the riverbank.
Always the Angel of pain will hide his putrid filters
And always we 'll long to return
From the shores you're going to.