September 2001


There's something
That upsets man
More than anything else,
A word is not enough
To define it
Hate, fear, terror, anguish,
Anger and bitterness,
The will to hit back,
The desperation for the deads,
Rancour exploding
Towards the guilty heads

Ideological hate
Implacable
Always present through the centuries

The vile and brutal scorn for life
Billions of people that think,
Talk and suffer
From the same incredible event

Only one point
Nothing else
We are here powerless
We would like
To not be part of this history,
But we are
And we're on one side, inevitably
We're humans, man/men/wolves
The world revolves
In the same old way
Life will never change
Never

And God will have pity and mercy
For our souls,
God will have pity and mercy
Even for their' s
For this reason we'll fight,
Aware of the mistake
We're about to make







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