* " RaNiNING WAR "
I KNOW THAT I REMEMBER OF SOMEWHAT
EVEN WITHOUT WANT
I FEEL THE RAIN WET MY CLOTHES
The DEATH little COT BETWEEN US
And THE RAIN NOT FOR OF FALL!
SHE IS GOING TO WASH OUR SINS
BUT NEITHER EVERYTHING MYSELF was SUMMARIZED IN THAT
ALREADY we ARE SURPASSING THE BRIDGE OF THE ABYSS
THERE ARE DEAD MEN BETWEEN US
The COARSE BLOOD WASHES OUR BOOTS
REFRÃO :
THERE IS MY LIFE IS FOR A BULLET
I PRAY GOD THEN:
FINISH SOON WITH THAT!!!!
THE SHOUTS OF DESPAIR THAT HABITÃO IN ME
I CAN SEE IN THE FACE OF EACH A
And I KNOW WHO WILL BE THE NEAR one
ARMIES BATTLE BETWEEN ITSELF
What I AM GOING TO DO FOR MOVE THAT?
What WILL WE DO THEN?
REFRÃO ...
The RAIN FALLS! OR it WILL BE THE TEAR OF MY MOTHER WETTING THE MY SHOULDER?
ALREADY I LOST MY BROTHER, I SHOULD SURVIVE.
I AM FIGHTING TO THE WORLD, BUT WILL BE THAT THE "WORLD" WOULD DO THE EVEN?