Homeland

Beneath the surface of natures Beauty lays a cold heart, a heart that shows no mercy or remorse, The forest at the north of my city smile with the arrive of the winter, The wind blows from the north bringing clouds showing that it is time to take shelter, the city I come from is considered one of the most cold, which is the height above the sea, in spite of being the center of the country, a city ​​where the wind stops blowing that no matter what month of the year. The legends always abounded in my home town, showing how superstitious can be people that have had as screams came out of the bowels of the old mines in the oldest part of town, who had ghosts of children and as nuns are among the tunnel that crossed from the convent to the seminar, which now houses the university, such myths sparked my curiosity I've never left a die, the city where mining died at the hands of people who took wealth beyond our borders leaving almost died my homeland.

The spirit of freedom of worship to rondo always there allowing other religions to enter, unlike other sites, often say it was the personality of the people which was like the weather, cold and lonely, alcohol has always run through the veins and the town's streets, Pulque, spirits and beer. They said that there were more canteens than schools, but it's been a while now. In the city where I have been lately in theory but the cold north is not present as in mine, my classmates asked me that spring was going so I told them that winter still does not touch the door, but I paid a tremendous price thirst due to the heat of noon there, a fucking hot for me was like hell. I worked on several sites and have always suffered from high temperatures, But thats my price of my exile, I now find a new home one that I may belong

But I am not going to forget my Homeland. Because when I die I want to rest there in my birthplace.

Build a fire a thousand miles away to light my long way home
I ride a comet
My trail is long to stay
Silence is a heavy stone...
I fight the world and take all they can give
There are times my heart hangs low
Born to walk against the wind
Born to hear my name
No matter where I stand I'm alone

Stand and fight
Live by your heart
Always one more try
I'm not afraid to die
Stand and fight
say what you feel
Born with a heart of steel

Burn the bridge behind you
Leave no retreat
There's only one way home
Those who laugh and crowd the path
And cut each other's throats
Will fall like melting snow
They'll watch us rise with fire in our eyes
They'll bow their heads
Their hearts will hang low
Then we'll laugh and they will kneel
And know this heart of steel was
Too hard to break
Too hard to hold

Stand and fight
Live by your heart
Always one more try
I'm not afraid to die
Stand and fight
Say what you feel
born with a heart of steel

"Heart of steel"-Manowar