Be born and let to grow
The anger that exists in you
Live and survive in that war
Where nothing is totally yours
Ignore and refuse that pardon
The lament doesn't only solve
The mistake now is the perfection
Of this ego I give up
Still feed more that feeling
It will alleviate everything that is inside
As worst will be better
Who plants always picks
You, born and aborted...
There is not better destiny
There is not anything that I can do
Everything now left
Your lament just comforts me
This soul shouts desperate
For a simple mercy
That won't be granted for
Bodies and minds deteriorated
The suicide was always for close
But it is not the best way
The cowards only come that as exit
Don't flee, struggle and raise the head
You, born and aborted...
