Once he woke up at midnight
with fear in his eyes
he walk so long in the darkness
till he saw by the road an old man

Father Pio. i came to you ' cause i suffer
from the plain that knows no bounds at all
between childrens's game and war of morons
between torture and relief help me find my home

Son, you're only a tool of fate
a little piece of eternity
son, you can change your way
all what you have to do is change yourself
look, my left hand is bleeding
becouse you're never loved a girl
look my right hand is bleeding
becouse you're lying to your friends

Son you're only a tool of fate
a little piece of eternity
son, you can change your way
all what you have o do is change yourself
son you can go back your home
and carry on your great work.