M.I.N.D.

In every battle that we fight
Through all this years
You have guided me and teached me how
I behave before the enemy
Held me back in the right moments,
Instigated me when comes the time
Long dialogues were able to mantain

Nights on end...

Always marching forward
You've been controversal
I sought to undestand and follow you

Refrão

Master i'm not dead
Even it seems to you
Do not be betra yed
By the white of your hair

We have learned together
With the bitter taste of defeat
And we take the knowledge, the wisdom of it
To obtain honour and victories!