The Glance of Astiz Lyrics

Cold glance of unshaken ice
condemning the herd of resentful ones
opening past and future wounds
with the knowledge of a knife.
Fierce angel of the scythe
who hid under a cunning mask
great warrior of an envenomed nation
treading the court with marble arrogance.
You are the best prepared technically
to reopen the roads to self-surpassing
while under your shadow cry the failed ones
which into the abysses of human misery forever fall.