El Anticristo - Warcry

Me expulsaron de los cielos…

La batalla se perdió

Fuí condenado al infierno

Por su inmensa compasión

Y, aunque hijo de él

Yo sé que he nacido libre…

Libre para elegir

Cual es mi decisión

Tenga o no la razón

Me es indiferente;

El camino a seguir

Tan sólo lo marco yo

Tan sólo yo… tan sólo yo…

Quería esclavos, no fieles;

Se creía un padre

Y era un dictador

Todo aquel pueblo oprimido

Tiene derecho a la rebelión…

Y, aunque hijo de él

Yo sé que he nacido libre…

Libre para elegir

Cual es mi decisión

Tenga o no la razón

Me es indiferente;

El camino a seguir

Tan sólo lo marco yo

A veces pienso

En regresar

Postrarme ante él

Pedir perdón…

Sería asumir

Mi rendición

El cielo es

Tu esperanza;

De allí te llegará

El perdón…

Y miro hacia el cielo

Sólo para gritar

Yo sé que he nacido libre…

Libre será mi decisión

Tenga o no razón

Me es indiferente;

El camino a seguir

Lo marco yo

Yo sé que he nacido libre…

Libre será mi decisión

Tenga o no razón

Me es indiferente;

El camino a seguir

Lo marco yo

Lo marco yo…

I was expelled from the heavens...

the battle was lost

I was condemned to hell

For your immense compassion

And, although his son

I know that I was born free...

free to choose

what is my decision

Whether or not you are right

It does not matter to me;

The way to follow

I just mark it

Only me...only me...

He wanted slaves, not faithful;

He believed himself a father

And he was a dictator

All those oppressed people

You have the right to rebel...

And, although his son

I know that I was born free...

free to choose

what is my decision

Whether or not you are right

It does not matter to me;

The way to follow

I just mark it

Sometimes I think

in return

prostrate myself before him

Ask for forgiveness…

would be assuming

my surrender

The sky is

your hope;

From there it will come to you

The forgiveness…

And I look up to the sky

just to scream

I know that I was born free...

Free will be my decision

Right or wrong

It does not matter to me;

The way to follow

I mark it

I know that I was born free...

Free will be my decision

Right or wrong

It does not matter to me;

The way to follow

I mark it

I mark it...