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(music/lyrics: Elbelman)

He was born in the middle of the war where the arms turn it a storm
How many deaths, how many tears in his face the kid will start to wake up
His life run so quick in the altar of sins and you get nothing to tell to him
The power of his hands will make him try to change this evil deadly show
With the father's sword…

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The kid warrior

His sword now is with blood in the name of his god and his dead friends
Fghting for the honor, for the territory the invaders can't see his face
Runing wild through the rainy night - the light is the only guide
Fire in the eyes and his sword he'll can fight on this painland
After midnight he will die

Chorus
(solo1: Achondo ; solo 2: Elbelman ; solo 3: Achondo ; solo 4: Elbelman)

The fight was so strong too many people to change but the years are going on
Like a renegade you are dying alone with yours hands wet in blood
Time to get away is coming up today you get to go
The death took his hands with a magic touch and a screem sealed the work
But he promised return

Chorus
(music/lyrics: Elbelman)     He was born in the middle of the war where the arms turn it a storm   How many deaths, how many tears in his face the kid will start to wake up  His life run so quick in the altar of sins and you get nothing to tell to him  The power of his hands will make him try to change this evil deadly show  With the father's sword…     Chorus:  The kid warrior     His sword now is with blood in the name of his god and his dead friends  Fghting for the honor, for the territory the invaders can't see his face   Runing wild through the rainy night - the light is the only guide  Fire in the eyes and his sword he'll can fight on this painland  After midnight he will die     Chorus   (solo1: Achondo ; solo 2: Elbelman ; solo 3: Achondo ; solo 4: Elbelman)     The fight was so strong too many people to change but the years are going on  Like a renegade you are dying alone with yours hands wet in blood  Time to get away is coming up today you get to go  The death took his hands with a magic touch and a screem sealed the work  But he promised return     Chorus