Tiempos Violentos

They always said as they passed by
That it was too late for me
And today it's not too late
When thinking and deciding

And whoever accuses me without reason
I'll give them a reason
I don't know how to pray and never wanted to learn

You have to go out and scream
You have to go out and dream
You have to go out and die

Once again
Go out and scream
Go out and dream
Go out and die
Once again

These are violent times
Don't ask me anything else
I enjoy my solitude
And only show what I want to give you