Hocico - Boiling blood

Gods were watching in the distance The killing of their sons hey heard their desperate screams Crying, they knew the time had come Hundreds of years ago False men came in their boats They tried to kill our knowledge and creed They won, but they spread our seed Blood still courses through our hearts Blood still courses through our minds Our memories were written in blood We still believe our glory will return Boiling blood in our veins Burn our painful past Boiling blood We should turn them to dust We are the boiling blood coursing through our race There's nothing to regret we feel the ancient grace They killed our world, but they couldn't kill our force Gods protect us this time, come save usw, we are your sons