Not want to understand
And being understood
Opening this wounds
With his own fingernails
Without belief not to pay
Without belief not to worship
His wounds sustain him
Warriors virtuous anxiety
His fantasy it has sin taste
His belief searchers eras men
When men killed men

Crucifiels will be who never suffered
Blind will be who doesn't see the misfortune
Wounds the encouraged ones
Which seek protection behind their ideals
And hoe their own cave will have

Will it be true? Who will get free
Don't give yourself up, for guilt
Since creation, men kill mem
In every era and creations

Not want to understand
And being understood
Opening this wounds
With his own fingernails
Without belief not to pay
Without belief not to worship

His wounds sustain him
Warriors virtuous anxiety
His fantasy it has sin taste
His belief searchers eras men
When men killed men