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Lyrics: Walldo Akino / Music: Ceffalium

Brothers of blood

Brothers of weapons

Fight with your hands

And placing our lives

In others hands

In war!

We here heroes

And what is war?

Is the ambition of few

And the death of many

Nothing else that kill for the profit

Two sides fighting between himself

For a ideal of a leader politic

In war...

Don't exist heroes

In war

Spot of greed without scruple

War!

In war, spot of ambition

That destry, inhuman and isolates

And stagnates the future

In the fists trembling and uncontrolled

Weapos asking for clemency

For nothing can nmake

Bombs feeling shame

Of chaos of your explosion

My spotted hand of blood

I will wash with bitter tears

When to remeber that with

My controlled and guided hands

Oppressed,Pursued, imprisoned

Tortured, fainted, killed

In war! Never we were heroes!

No exist heroes

Who are we in war?

I leave this condition

I leave this mission

I abandoment with concision

Desert! Yes! Desert is

The solution in war!

Eyes containing beyond tears

Pain, deaths, images of pain

I close my eyes, darkness

Slowly they appear...

Images of deaths

Shred bodies, faces

Skin burn, melted

Everything I made, I saw, silenced me

For a leader

Faces, names, to erase and to light

Of images in war

Fight that constraint

Tomb that opens

All war was lost, another was began

War of the deserers of unjust war

To kill, values of a leader, to kill...