Metalero, Cristiano y Peronista

I lived through the Falklands War
Swelled with pride my noble heart
I was betrayed by Menem and Cavallo
And saw how they were selling my nation with tears

I have principles inherited from my ancestors
I have values that no one can change
I always think and read between the lines
I don't buy the verses that capital sells

I'm a metalhead, Christian, and Peronist
Revisionist of the official history
I follow the line of San Martin, Rosas, Peron
I'm Argentine, patriot, and fighter

I carry the blood that came from the ships
But no one loves my homeland more than I do
I have the brain of an artist
I have the balls of a worker

I'm not left-wing, I'm not a fascist
I'm a born nationalist
I defend the worker
And always the one with the least
I learned from my lord
That's why he was hanged
I learned from the general
That's why he was exiled