Father Pio

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

Because you're never loved a girl

Look my right hand is bleeding

Because 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.