Dead the sacred conceptios are dead
Through the darkness of degrading doctriness
I do not wear intellectual and dogmatic blinders
The prism of the plenitude of human being
Is always open
I deny the blinders of all and any orders
I have refused the light that blinds
I've transited in the vain of my counscience
Confronts
The reason fuels the resistance
I have marked position
In the field of my conscience
I' ve conquered the certain side of the sword
I deny the blinders of all and any orders
I have refused the light that blinds
The conscience is allied to the reason
I've fought without blinders
I've buried the light that blinds
My sword is covered in blood
