Soul, contemplate them! They inspire on legends
Almost ridiculous
Sinister mannequins, vain, somnambulist

Of the night

Their eyes, treasure of pain

Immaterial pride
Looking the sky all the time, like a vile mortal
Who does not understand life


Soul, illustrate them! They inspire on fantasies
Almost miserable

Cerebral distortion and ambitious end
That's coming


They place across the unlimited
Brothers of the silence and tranquillity
In this winter I feel my soul cover the idol

In a furious obscurity
Eternal God of the cold forest
Health and immortality!


You trample the dead that once was your puppet
Chaos is the most wanted of your jewels and crimes

You trample the angel that once was your slave
Treason is the most hated thing of your rules


Dictators of lies that know your truth
Laughing at your story badly narrated
Comedy actors that ornated your future

Clowns of tragedy that attend your present