Instead Arturo, has a straight and confident look Years and years of prayer, it has always been a serious thing for him In his room he always thought How fun it would be To arrange the nuns like figurines but behind some with hare masks Always praying for charity But to play, a mask here and there They have always said they were convinced And with their speeches they have always pushed In the conscience of each of us And Always listening to them... What do you want... Now the world is different, the church exists but everything has been lost We get informed, we can know Even what you shouldn't see Behind screens of hallucinations I open my eyes and I have visions Now they are sitting behind me They all look in my direction and I know why. Before I prayed and in the church I was a believer Now I have grown up and I don't need anything anymore!