Once he woke up at midnight With fear in his eyes He walk so long in the darkness Till he saw by the road an old man Father pio. I came to you cause I suffer From the plain that knows no bounds at all Between childrens's game and war of morons Between torture and relief help me find my home Son, you're only a tool of fate A little piece of eternity Son, you can change your way All what you have to do is change yourself Look, my left hand is bleeding Becouse you're never loved a girl Look my right hand is bleeding Becouse you're lying to your friends Son you're only a tool of fate A little piece of eternity Son, you can change your way All what you have o do is change yourself Son you can go back your home And carry on your great work.