Immaculate

Warrior of life I wanted to be
Fighter of one pure and secret ideal
The world gave me the old lost key
Of the power of winning and reveal

Being a bird that flies over the sea
Far away from this life unreal
And never come back to see
What he left behind as a squeal

Fight always I wanted so much
Reach the sky, and a bright star touch
At the final of this dark Crusade

Fall asleep embracing these deep dreams
Smile to my tears flowing in distant streams
Like the virgin immaculate!