The tyrant has the perspicacity in the hand

Supported by the silence and extremity

My name for the father

Believe as well as in the sunshine

The god of the mercy is here

Fight, hit against the enemy

To kill, to seek for to be free

Justice for all

Freedom forever

The Lord of glory is eternal

We will get our happiness at any cost

It is time that recovers the lost ones

My name will be reminded

My fist and my feared sword

My head can be bloodstained

But I won’t lower it

I am the lord of my destiny

I have what I planted