The Warrior

In a time of suffering
A warrior
Search for destiny
That came
From the blood
That came
From the blood!

He was reborn
Like a new being
And forgot the compassion
Looking for
The meaning of this
Mortal life!
His skill in the
Art of death
His skill in the
Art of death!

In a time of suffering
A warrior
Search for destiny
That came
From the blood
Looking for his
Self true path!

He dies
Dreaming and
Regretting what
Regretting what
He never was
Regretting what
He never was!
He dreams what he
Could've been and
He die
Regretting what
He never was!

Every life he takes
He notes
A great emptiness
In his being and
He expresses
This suffering
In the world!

Regretting what
He never was
He dreams what he
Could've been and
He die
Don't forget us!
Don't forget us!
Don't forget us!

Don't forget us!
Don't forget us!
Don't forget us!
Don't forget us!



Credits
Writer(s): Fernando Puebla
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