The roots of our kingdom shall never wither They tore it from us, but it shall be purified We will not forget the blood of the innocent spilled We do not forget the punishments we endured Nor the injustices we continue to suffer We do not tolerate the lie that they saved us Nor their God, who will never do a thing for us Lay offerings for the fallen And speak their names with honor Their memories and souls will always return to us Their names and hearts will always dwell within us You committed a massacre in the name of God Believing you would win Heaven for it You wait for the arrival of a savior king Do you truly believe you are your Lord's creation? Will you justify an invasion with dubious sacrifices? You slaughtered wise women and called them witches You call a massacre a discovery? You exile the true owners of the soil you tread upon ¿Crees que de verdad eres creación de tu señor? Liar