Babilonia
Dusminguet
Babylon
It is the sphere of power that deceives the sensitive by wanting to
It is the sphere of power that unintentionally separates its people
Who do they want to deceive if the demoprotest wanders in the skies
What else do we have if not the fruit that one can plant
Neighbor, extend your hand
And let me hear where you plan to go
Tell me which path, if hypocrisy invades any will
No one asked before entering, and once inside, they soullessly destroyed the cause
Where is the love for man?
The nameless people plead
Where can I live and give?
And receive with the same coin,
Don't shout at me, leave me in peace!
By redace
