“I can tell that time could be cruel as well.
Food tastes like ashes, and the spirit reflects a cry.
I can tell that time could be cruel as well.
Lands disappair to nowhere, and cloudy days are so gray.
Broken hearts couldn’t find a potion of peace.
The mystery of suffering is hidden by the perception of mankind.
Sorrow and horror is what you and I can feel…
Save your childhood from the comma of a war.
Tears and fear are the national feeling.
Where is the light of God?
Green paths are now a parallel graveyard.
Blue skies are now a red pollution of fog.
Law is an illusion and good things are nightmares from the night.
Kill and kill by the human hand.
Survive is a rule in the fighting for a broken throne.
Days are so long, because the waiting for a miracle of justice.
The minutes are sang by a storming symphony of bullets.
And family just divided in chains…
All seemed to fade into a cold silence.
I can tell that time could be cruel as well…”
-Miércoles, 29/06/11. Escrito por Alejandro Viloria.