There was a family So many people, so many thoughts The most obsessed by the greediness Forgotten by love There was a mother She gave her home she fed us all There is nothing more to take from her What we gave her? Knives and arrows aimed at the second son A flood of fake intentions covering the Sun So many sins hidden by a door Mother, don't hurt us with love Oh the grief Never was so full of regrets They will never be relieved Greediness and fake tears on a grave They blind themselves with a golden shine But they keep out from the light We can't hide from it All of this Ever was a fight for a throne Is it glamor? Is it enough gold? Mother, don't kill us with hope A Dark cloud hangs over your heads God I'm trying not to judge, but it's so unfair Brothers fighting for gold and for the filth One day they will breathe their own guilt And oh God when this day comes to Life They will feel the grief as waves in their Eyes The mother, wherever she is Tries to have some relief I've seen it all We can't run from it Mother, don't hurt us with peace So many sins hidden by a door Mother, don't hurt us with love