The tyrant has the perspicacity in the hand
Supported by the silence and extremity
My name for the father
Believe as well as in the sunshine
The god of the mercy is here
Fight, hit against the enemy
To kill, to seek for to be free
Justice for all
Freedom forever
The Lord of glory is eternal
We will get our happiness at any cost
It is time that recovers the lost ones
My name will be reminded
My fist and my feared sword
My head can be bloodstained
But I won’t lower it
I am the lord of my destiny
I have what I planted