We've been brought up in an omnipresent prison Day after day it grows, it lures us, it seduces, it comforts us Nevertheless we keep on going blindly Believing that things came to be exactly as it told us (tells us) Our mother, the same one who taught us what's right or wrong. This prison called culture Is the burden of our so called modern civilization Our mother, the same one who taught us what's right or wrong The same one who presented us its myths and rites The very same who brings us lethargy until we awake The culture of maximum damage that purged the unfaithful The worthless and obtuse ones That annihilated tribes and races that were "terribly subalterns" The one that deprived us from happenings and facts Genocides that were intelligently hidden by the official history It's hard to get free from its bars, its entanglements When it whispers its truths since birth Now is the time to awake To go beyond our culture To go beyond this world To go beyond civilization And to live by our own way There's not only one way of thinking There's not only one way of acting There's not only one way of living