Dedicar Letra I am an antique de Especimen

As I can restore my mind
as I can restore my life
nobody is perfect as your
nobody bites your soul

I am an antiquity
that one sells for you

somebody cries in your church
this possessed likewise
I am a crucified man
looks at the blood of my knees

I am an antiquity
that one sells for you

when god arrives to the earth
and look the humans to cry
the one will prefer the death for you