September 2001

By Sun Eats Hours

On Will

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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