Born Dead

Blind! I didn't comprehend the war

There were illusions that I've never seen

To pass a hypocritic dream, of an unhappy life

Blind! Not even fear I had –

One more moribund in the middle of the crowd

Clamoring for mercy, asking for forgiveness

Frontiers of hatred that life didn't transpose

Mere daydreams to bring me about

Hope in vain! A false fight! I'm subjected beyond the limit

I try to lift myself and I see the fucking sunlight

Its shine shakes in me

Uorgh

The fury takes me again! A blinding white

The procerus contracted. To the fight!

Nor the old, nor the women, nor the children' – nobody escapes unhurt!

The petals ate black and the blood doesn't wash away the untold lies!

When we are born we see the face of a vile person

Yet later on the light shines in the distance (Hold my hate!)

Without faith without the law, without a king, with God, for my country, with my family!

We were always led, victims of sacrifice. My body is in flames. I was born dead!

From hell, I hear a voice! The clamour of an innocent child

But I can't see his face! Behind the ashes! The diabolic face!

In the kingdom of horror and sorrow a voice follow me

A clamour, a shout

Coward

In the name of honor. In the name of glory!

Some things that I don't comprehend brought me to life

Dead!

I was born dead!