Bathala

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