Perhaps they
Make a better history
But if one can
Restore the souls

Those who have in
Birth of fighting dreamings
Before the eyes
Of the Lord

The battle has begun
Victory is the warriors
Live in the past without reason
Fights without rules
But between the fragrance
Fight to lead
At in your souls

They won't defeat them here
Entry is turned to regret
Screaming for man
And for freedom

It can be a tender
And to bear with the life
Spread force
Spirit of war

The way becomes dark and under
What have you learned for to know
The power of death's embrace
The masterpiece

Perhaps they
Make a better history
But it won't care
And restore this fight

Those who have been
Made of fighting dreamings
Before the eyes
Fuck your love

The way he comes from under
For everyone looks
What You know
The power of the law
The hope is near

Perhaps they
Make a better history
But it won't care
And restore this fight

Those who have been
Made of fighting dreamings
Before the eyes
Of the Lord

Perhaps they
Make a better history
But it won't care
And restore this fight

Those who have been
Made of fighting dreamings
Before the eyes
Of the Lord