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.