In heaven, I want to be with all victims,
With the innocent souls of children,
With the innocent souls of children,
With those who died deprived of everything,
And those who died fighting for the truth.
I don't want to be around religious people:
The self-centred, silent and careless,
Who preached but had no courage,
To stop injustice, to stand up for the weak.
A heaven full of children's joyous laughter,
Is better than one full of conformists.
A rebellious heaven for all who went forgotten,
Is the right place I seek to be in... one day.
