Guerrero Místico Lyrics

There is fire in its glance
There is odium in its insides
Mystic power!
Blood! It is the perfect evidence of horror
Deaths! Physical evidence of atrocious battle
The cup is raised, seal of honor
Words of fire that brake rocks
Acquired promise by odium or defense will cause the mystic, ancestral warrior to awaken
Faces that groan for clemency while warriors demonstrate their strength in mortal wars
Fire! The tremor is heard throughout the times
Empires!
Man crushes man for its desires
Others driven by hatred, by dementia
While in history lethal outcomes occur
The arrow is shot, the sword is raised
The shadows behind your back envelop you
In that moment, the cause does not matter
Although you are dead, you are alive inside
It is strange power that surges in my insides
Mystic power!
There is fire in my glance
There is strength in my insides
I fight in the camps of battle
Without fear of death. Death!
Without fear to spill my blood
Font to front, blood

Blood!