Volar Con Dios

Twenty candles that light up the other end
Still can't manage to touch them
And my fingers break with the rotation
With the lost sowing
With my breath
Today I have no god
Today I can't pray
Today I can't rise
Today I can't fly with god
Can't fly with god
The crosses of my religion are falling
And the nailed Christs don't ask for forgiveness
I'm impressed by the rites of a final day
The hidden storms are about to burst
Today I don't see the sun
Today I don't see the light
Of the symbols that built my cross
I don't build my altar
I can't save myself

And in the temples they scream at me with hatred
Today I have no god
Today I can't pray
Today I can't rise
Today I can't fly with god
Can't fly with god