[music by Morbid Death]
[lyric by Ricardo Santos]

God don't let the sun blind our kids,

Hide them under trees of hope.

God don't let the sea drown our children,
Keep them in the highest mountain of
Hope.

God don't let the fire burn our babies,
Save them same hope.

Don't let the devil be once more,
Mixed with the purity of a whore!

God! If you are still there, come to us.

The world is in pain!
The world is sin!

And we are tired of waiting,
Under the fig tree.