Right of Revolution

Immersed in unrest, the kingdom hangs by a thread.
Lifted from covered eyes, the veil now fades away.

Brothers rise! Down with the parasite!

Bring him down. Kill for our motherland.
Spill the blood of the tyrant.

The tyrant claims divine right, crowned by "God Almighty"
Dethroned, he will soon be.
His blood will cleanse past failures.

Brothers rise! Down with the parasite!

Bring him down. Kill for our motherland.
Spill the blood.

Lead: Tapia

You bow down for this master, a mere man of worthless lies?
Behead the deceiver and restore what is rightly ours.

Revolt! Down with this Christian king!
Adorn our land with his severed head.

Reclaimed by the blades of our swords; this land is ours again.

Lead: Tapia