[Lyrics: Adolfo Bejarano. Music: Adolfo Bejarano]
You are…
So cold…
You are…
So dead…
Cold stone…
Empty symbol…
Dead stone…
Hollow lie…
Cold as the winds from the north
In those mysterious days
Dead as those rotten woods
Without a sign of life
An unfeeling look
Full of mystery
Cold and dead stone
Tell me something
You're not real
Give me a sign
I wait for you
You are just nothing…
Only get the laments…
The prayers of the weak…
Selfish and petty requests…
All those hopes and lies…
In the throne of liars
Made based on lies
Last hope of the weak
Stone of innocent ones
Walking on
An absurd ritual
By sacrificing
All their forces
By their faith
Show your truth
You are nothing
Just a cold and dead stone