Borned in disgrace
Unknown parents
destroyed hopes
of better days

Without future
With an obscure past
seeking the ones
Who pulverized their lands

But in this search for vengeance
the bloodshed will soon arrise
and unfortunately you'll become
A part of this scourge
Blazing the enemy's lands
Molesting the women
Mutilating arms and legs
Just repeating the history

Following your bloodline
Spreading death, spreading greed
It's mass suicide this kind of disease

Just following the same path
of the ones who you want to destroy
Sons of history
Writing now the present
Same as their past

You are not different from them

[Intro]