Only death, only blood Is the life in this world Is our extinction It's conquer? Killing without mercy Stealing and inculcating religion… This is invasion. Form the north to the south Inca, Aztec, Mohawk The died defending (the lands) The line of time, of the new fire Where the Quetzal has died The times of war They have not finished From Aztlan, Berlin and East, Wars, revolutions and independence Is the human plague in decadence Life and death Without sense Line of time Breaking the social sense Terrifying to the masses They took the control of yours life's CORO Is time…is time…to kill!!! Was born the cruelty, the misery They took control the lands Was born the mixture and the war And the next to this poverty.