Only death, only blood
Is the life in this world
Is our extinction

It's conquer? Killing without mercy
Stealing and inculcating religion…
This is invasion.

Form the north to the south
Inca, Aztec, Mohawk
The died defending (the lands)

The line of time, of the new fire
Where the Quetzal has died
The times of war
They have not finished
From Aztlan, Berlin and East,
Wars, revolutions and independence
Is the human plague in decadence

Life and death
Without sense
Line of time

Breaking the social sense
Terrifying to the masses
They took the control of yours life's

CORO

Is time…is time…to kill!!!

Was born the cruelty, the misery
They took control the lands
Was born the mixture and the war
And the next to this poverty.