Dead the sacred conceptios are dead
Through the darkness of degrading doctriness
I do not wear intellectual and dogmatic blinders
The prism of the plenitude of human being
Is always open

I deny the blinders of all and any orders
I have refused the light that blinds

I've transited in the vain of my counscience
Confronts

The reason fuels the resistance
I have marked position
In the field of my conscience

I' ve conquered the certain side of the sword

I deny the blinders of all and any orders
I have refused the light that blinds

The conscience is allied to the reason
I've fought without blinders
I've buried the light that blinds

My sword is covered in blood