Walking on the darkness
Seeing my destiny to destroy me
Making my feet weigh
Until you can not anymore
For lack of strength
Last condemned in
We live the sentence
That will for all eternity
All my brothers
All my families
All living things
They live on scarce
Scarce of the new world
My eye sees suffering
My mind does not bring solutions
We were destined to rot
And defecate in a ruined land
Bringing us the wound
Wound of the past
What could have been changed
For our present
Not be as
I wound open
Wound that our world carries