Hocico

Rise from your deep wounds

From the wounds of the past

The gray skies where doubt flies

Cover all eyes with dust



Cold the winds blow

While rancor grows and stays

Bitter tears inside blind eyes

Their justice is a fake



Nation this time is ours

You beated nation

You won't cry this time

Nation, revenge is ours

Just beated nation

Just believe this time



I promised you I'd die today

Tears won't wet your eyes



I'll be by your side to rise this gun

The gun I have in my hands



We'll see them bleed, reaching the end

They'll draw our smiles



Nation I just feel kind of away now

But I'm still brave



I see some blood running out

So let's take what is ours