There's something    That upsets man    More than anything else,    A word is not enough    To define it.    Hate, fear, terror, anguish,    Anger and bitterness,    The will to hit back,    The desperation for the deads,    Rancour exploding    Towards the guilty heads.       Ideological hate.    Implacable.    Always present through the centuries.       The vile and brutal scorn for life.    Billions of people that think,    Talk and suffer    From the same incredible event       Rit.    Only one point.    Nothing else.    We are here powerless.    We would like    To not be part of this history,    But we are.    And we're on one side, inevitably.    We're humans, man/men/wolves.    The world revolves    In the same old way.    Life will never change.    Never.       And God will have pity and mercy    For our souls,    God will have pity and mercy    Even for theirs.    For this reason we'll fight,    Aware of the mistake    We're about to make.