The End

Time show us furrows of destiny, lives destroyed by games and gamblers
And of course families crashed by wars and mankind summed in chaos

All days are passing by waiting at home, living his family life
But one day something happen to him. A black letter comes with his name
The letter says that he must leave all for what he´s fighting for
And change his life concept to fight in a hideous world
He starts to cry to think about his woman and child
Remember their faces is his best try
´cause he knows... he knows that he´s going to die

Why this shadowed world can hit me, hurt me with the razor of falseness
Must I submit that I have no right nor voice?
I can´t put my life in their hands to do what they want me to do
´cause I´m not a puppet moved by the treats of doom

Just I want to say that I´m prepared for death
Now I know the truth that all is a fool and a big lie
My last pray goes to my family which waits for my return
I´m asking to God to withdraw all memories from my mind
I want to express everything I have felt
The emotions I left
But my time has come
My life is gone

Why this shadowed world can hit me, hurt me with the razor of falseness
Must I submit that I have no right nor voice?
I can´t put my life in their hands to do what they want me to do
´cause I´m not a puppet moved by the treats of doom