La Ira de Gaia

I'm the God of complaints
I'm final judgment
I'm future, I'm past
I'm beginning and end

It's the end, the planet's condemnation
You will suffer the wrath of the wind and the sea

When the sea covers everything with fear
When it spits annihilation
When the forest is dyed with ice
It will hang itself in shame until the Sun

There's no future, kill the humans

I'm the next flood
A nuclear kiss
My email is earthquake@. Net

It's the end, acid rain through the vein
You will die covered by the sea

When the sea covers everything with fear
When it spits annihilation
When the forest is dyed with ice
It will hang itself in shame until the Sun

When a joke dies of sorrow
When the rocks of the sea bleed
When a bonfire dies of cold
When evil dies of love

Gaia's wrath will come!

I know there's a place
To bury
All the tears
That I owe

I know there's a country
Called you
Where to heal wounds in you

I want to buy smiles in installments
Mortgage the wind and the breeze
I want to tear down walls of the soul
To furnish my life with calm

I want to rent plots of sorrow
And empty the full moon
And predict tomorrow the past
If I have to die, let it be by your side

It's always better to die
Than to lose life
It's time to return
Heading towards the Sun

Invent a place
To travel
On the back of a ray of light

I want to buy smiles in installments
Mortgage the wind and the breeze
I want to tear down walls of the soul
To furnish my life with calm

I want to rent plots of sorrow
And empty the full moon
And predict tomorrow the past
If I have to die, let it be by your side

There's no future, kill the humans

When the sea covers everything with fear
When it spits annihilation
When the forest is dyed with ice
It will hang itself in shame until the Sun

When a joke dies of sorrow
When the rocks of the sea bleed
When a bonfire dies of cold
When evil dies of love

When a prayer finds its destination
When loneliness becomes two
If forgiveness flees from the divine
If faith divorces from God

When the cold wraps you in sorrow
And a politician stops barking
When flowers make war
When love is not a possession

Gaia's wrath will come!