Letras
I am a poor boy singing my rage out
An idle space
An eye away
Truth unveiling
But sighted by your mystic call
Know nothing but this crack I take
Silence by unearthly talk
Little did I know of you
Oh the thief who stole the savage ills of past and
Oh some dude who read the grammar of my act and
Oh unveil your cause
I know this void I hunger
Bathala
Bathala
Now steer us close into your design
A violent age
A path away
Hear your pagans
To dying faith I bid goodbye
A saddle for the unborn's cry
On sacred chance I give my life
And bail from cost of pride I'm due
Oh you bore the weight of lies that mankind sired
Oh patiently waited till your time was right
Oh I heard you call
I shout thy will be done
Bathala
Bathala
Bathala
Bathala
Bathala
Bathala
Bathala
MAY DE LEON, ROLY LUCERO
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