Like a fire in sky/Building up to the end We coming back to the family and our plans. Maybe our sons will be higher our sins/ It seems that a faith is a bitch. Maybe our fathers are fight for what is not worth And now we should die/Now we should go To repeat our history/ To Forget our history I remember what you say/ you say that I’m pray for a day Bitch/ I would fight for what I love/ I would fight for what I need To bring’em up all this pain and a memories Cause they think we are heartless Cause they think we are heartless.