Monsieur Poder..

Tell me heaven how much you want for your blue,
what do i need sea to buy the black water on you?
i want to have the water of wars,
that black water as petroleum, as dry blood...
Maybe you could tell me man,
how many lifes do i need to convert my drems in nightmares?
tell me you, with guns instead hands,
how does it feel to eat souls?
is it funny?... is it hurts?
is that the way to reach the peace of a nation, of a world?
talk to me!
just tell me! how much rage do i need to buy your victories,
your bloody victorie that runs like a runaway horse?..
I suppose that i cant get the power that you have...
i'd never be a murder, i'd never be "monsieur poder" ...