Parrot, squatting on your throne, mentally captured, are you?. Foot-soldered concrete rooted in basement, alone.. Corporeality relinquished. Fictive molecules revolt..
As time goes by. All eventually. Comes full circle. Just turning end for end. Where benightedness. Tip the scales. And once the fire. Has been lit. The mind's eye closes anew.
In a kingdom far away. when I was born,. a feast was made. The wicked fairy cast a spell. on me, they had to protect me well. . Cautiously through the world I went.
The void clenches its determined jaws. A lethargic, careless motion to kill. Monstrous, prodigious, indifferent. Slow and deliberate its torturous skills.
Tropezaste y pudiste ver. que no puedes lograr tocar las nubes. llevas días cantando la misma canción. llevo años tratando saber quién soy. . Lima es frágil y te hace ver.
All my friends. Own a low rider. Low rider. Is a little higher. . Low rider. Drives a little slower. Low rider. Is a little lower. . Low rider. Don't use no gas now.
Their shadows burnt into the walls. So many lives reduced to ashes. So many homes razed to the ground. A shine like from a thousand suns. . Betrayed by their proud leaders.
The dawn of a new age is near.. We put an end, to all betrayers and fear.. Out of angry skies we march.. And yet the downfall.. Any yet the righteous regime..
In sunshine's view. The absence of love. Behold what's blinding you. Serpent or dove. Between uncertainties. Tethered wings and captive dreams aren't worth the suffering.
Staring up at the ceiling, while I'm falling into the flames.. Something's gnawing my shoulder and scarring this moment into my memory frame.. . The fathers speak, but might as well be castrated (castrated)..
Flashing eyes of heat. Vessel through the deep. By the son of night, unclean.. . Charon. . Fear becomes belief,. For those who cannot pay the fee.. A coin to board the fleet,.
The snow coming down now. Like December burning up in the summer rays. But I'm not stumbling, like a pretender. Medicine flowing through my veins. . Heavy eyes but a tongue won't stutter.
Spare the rod, spoil the child. Daddy's boy's been too wild. His discipline's taught with a strap. No sweet song on father's lap. He always said that men don't cry.
All my friends. Own a low rider. Low rider. Is a little higher. . Low rider. Drives a little slower. Low rider. Is a little lower. . Low rider. Don't use no gas now.
"The Last Act of Defiance" by Exodus. The second of February, 1980. began three days of misery. a scene of retaliation. epitomizing violence, horror, and vindication.
Los oteros de drogas no son maquinas. El brujo no es cabran. La ciudad pinches indios. La subasta de putas, muchachitas bien. Jovenes why firme. Traete un hule, un seis de cervezas.
Pendejos. No se juega con las leyes. De los narcos-satanicos. La feria o la vida, me da lo mismo. Que me das ahora la vida o el culo. No me train gueros por que yo los mato.
1. PURA DE VENTA. 2. LEYES NARCOS. 3. SACRIFICIO. 4. SANTA LUCIA. 5. MATANDO GUEROS. 6. SEIS SEIS SEIS. 7. CRUZA LA FRONTERA. 8. GRENUDOS LOCOS. 9. CHINGO DE MECOS.
Pendejos. No se juega con las leyes. De los narcos-satanicos. La feria o la vida, me da lo mismo. Que me das ahora la vida o el culo. No me train gueros por que yo los mato.