Life a simple word
Said without thinking
But it describes a soul
A Soul that is born
Soul without route, lost to the world
Walking the way
An Unknown way
This is the only certainty
We are free to born
But Freedom…
What an elusion
We are born is truth
But we born slaves of a being, a stranger
That moulds us
That tells us what to do
Is this freedom?
I do not know…
And am I going to know?
Oh life of abandonment and solitude
Everyone wants to give you a direction
But nothing nor nobody thinks with there hearts
They command you without thinking
Just do what they told you
Leaving your destiny in there hands
Facing battles that are not yours, spilling the blood of brothers
Constructing a huge empire
But red, red of death and blood
Where rottenness reigns, and never some freedom will be found
Already it is night and no sun is shining
Leaving in the air the taste of revenge and destruction
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