Everyday we step unconsciously closer to our demise, The State, The Church, The fucking TV, fills our head with lies.. Telling us that we are free, is telling us we can fly..
I had a dream last night. I was a bird in flight. A burning city on my left. And a golden one on my right. . There was a woman there. Tearing out her hair.
Side by side, driving the same highway. Leaving behind everything and everyone you love. The cost to pay, to tell the world of Jesus. Hoping that these bridges burned will not just be in vain.
You drive the away the best of you. It's all that's left to say. You leave me with the rest of you. You've made it on your way. . I need a call to save from you.
Lay down your head. And look to your window. Where do you go. When it's not where you're going?. And how do you see. When the light isn't shining?. Where you could be.
Isolated junkyard. Letting out the garbage. Eating through the core of life. . Sweet fragrance irritates. In a stale room death awaits. Persecute your own self pride.
She nails down moon beams and talks in double time. Stumbling down to wherever she goes. I live in the meantime and I get frustrated. So I put my wager on Debris Road.
You may find you're all alone. All around you not a sound. Drifting, falling on your own again. The walls of cold and gray surround, they surround. . You may find you're by yourself.
Pardon me. Am I supposed to listen. To your jaded views?. Rusted as they glisten. . Don't believe him. Don't believe him. Don't believe him. . Na na na na.
Ella tiene doble vida. que oculta a los dems. estudia bup en el instituto. y por la tarde.... . anuncio en el diario. experta para el amor. hotel o domicilio.
Dinero, dinero. en mi cabeza constante ests. dinero, dinero. compras o vendes con intereses. . nunca podrs cambiar. mi marcha, ni mi juego. nunca podrs cambiarme.
Ha amanecido, ms nublado y ms gris. y la resaca, no me deja dormir. ya no recuerdo, cmo vine hasta aqu. que magia negra, has usado conmigo?. . dame amor, dame tu amor.
One day the skies will dye white. Lay bare the bones of buildings. And the screams will fill these dirty streets. One day the skies will dye white. . One day the skies will dye white.
I am the bringer of war, herald of bloodshed and anguish.. I am the slaughterking of Satan, sovereign of the arts of battle. . I am the one who made the rivers become streams of blood..
Come a little closer to me. Hurt is in motion with me. Calling out for all the things. that I never had, never want, never need. Used up emotions in me.
Just keep me moving on. That's what I'm telling myself. I guess I should get fixed. All the parts are broken. . It happens all the time. I wonder where I am.
If you've found me call my answer phone. A play back to help the bruises glow. I'm afraid to be alone right now. . Thought I was still unborn. But they've pulled me out and they've got me living.
Let's call it dynamo. The energy, the electricity. Let's call it dynamo. Infinity, the omnipotency. . It's like a storm, a squall of energy. A powerburst, the strongest force that you will ever know.
(Msica: Jordi Snchez). (Letra: Miguel Arjona). Nunca dejes de pensar. lo que juntos puede ser. quien tiene la culpa. para no crecer.. Que agradable es sentir.