I'm going to die
I'm terrified
I see black teeth
Through their smiles
Punished for being alive
Tied to the vehicle of sacrifice
Between laments
No one could escape
I'm just their prey
His ornament, his trophy
I hope to faint
(That peace that many spoke)
I’m dragged cruelly
Between rocks and scrap
Shouting is useless
They are like animals
My body torn by rocks and junk
The roar of the engine
is the prelude to my end
The beast begins to walk...
The horizon hides, hides
I can see myself
I hope to see the light
Being towed until sunset
I'm drawing a red line
Where’s the light?
I can see myself
I hope to see the light
Being towed until sunset
I'm drawing a red line
Where’s the light?