Now that I come closer Try to remember. But peaces must be done It seem s to be a kind of conception But still no sense in everything I've done If all I say is not true, just watch my hands come over you From a spirit far behind I've killed this life but not myself. Wake up like anybody else What have I become Where am I? Is that crime? That I'm leaving those souls behind In history I'll be fine However I am leaving those souls behind I have seen the late horizons From south east where frequently there's war The old life is drastically altered, we bring them culture It's just a state of mind In the name of god our culture grows. The battle more the blood will flow Sacramento valleys We've killed our live. Fight for the cross wake up in hell. No sign of God What have we become? Where am I? is that crime? That I'm leaving those souls behind In history I'll be fine However I am leaving those souls behind In the name of god we've killed ourselves We've killed ourselves in the name of Bush