Lyric

And perhaps years will pass

Before time breaks its chains

And this rage that causes harm

Breaks the darkness that contains it

And disperses in every direction

And restores breath to hope

Until reason is restored

And perhaps time will not be enough

The fools preach

The prophets speak

But all pity dies

When the poets are silent

(When the poets are silent)

Rabid monkeys

Humanity in decay

Rough patrons

Of this global bar

Herds in panic

Stuck in the middle of the ford

Dull reflections

Of an ancestral soul

And perhaps years will pass

Before the wind sweeps away the mist

Healthy wounds, swollen and deep

That burn while the blood clot

That blows the dust from our eyes

That scrapes away our hard shell

And empties the heart before it overflows

Or perhaps time won't have the strength

But all pity dies

When the poets are silent

(When the poets are silent)

Rabid monkeys

Degrading humanity

Rough patrons

Of this global bar

Herds in panic

Stuck in the middle of the ford

Dull reflections

Of an ancestral soul

Yes, perhaps years will pass

But I won't leave you my conscience

And you won't trample on my values

And you will only get

Resistance!

(Resistance)

And all pity dies

When the poets are silent

(When the poets are silent)

(When the poets are silent)

(When the poets are silent)