Ven greñudos, vagos why marijìanos,. Mi mesa necesita un cuerpo fresco,. . Traeme lo vivo, perfiero un guero.. A machetazos te arranco la lengua,. . Satanas, rey negro - un machetazo.
Me pendejo con pisto. Para estar bravo why listo. Ya muerto why enterrado. Los nios no estn esperando. Tu dios da poco proteccin. Molestando nios muertos me da ereccin.
[Intro]. Shut up, shut up. . [Verse 1]. Well I'm faded, you're losing me. I can't eat, I can't breathe, I can't sleep. Going out of my goddamn mind. Heartbeat but I'm not alive[Pre-Chorus].
Absorbed in life's eternal wheel. feel the energy flow within. energy in which you most certainly need. no one can bring you down!. a chance to be spinning in dreams.
Now the Bombshell babies see the world. with brand new eyes. The day they were born they couldn't get it right. Leaving scars and agony. . Gathered in a fatal colony.
Inside you, I feel you from inside, satisfaction built on sin. Condamn everything who says what is wrong. Drown in my eyes, no need to deny I scream!.
I play the game of piercing fear. Is this the only sound ill ever hear?. Of hate I'll rise of this perennial demise!. Well if I ever should fall from this earth....
Breakdown of a shadow unknown. Tomorrow belongs to no one. As I repent the things I've done. There is a freeway heading for sorrow. Breakdown cause you've had enough.
Did you ever think you could change the world. The world will change you, it will break you down. It's calling me, my misery. What you gonna do, what you gonna do, what you gonna do.
Hey kid! Yeah you!. You see I dropped my pencil.. Pick it up! Hurry up!Whatcha waiting for, don't be so slow.. We got our eyes, got our eyes on you.. We got our eyes, got our eyes on you, boy..
Do you need me?. Do you need me to pardon you of your sins?. . ... Oh I need you.. . Do you want me?. Do you want me to bring up the animal in you?. .
Broken arms, I would hold you. Even if I had broken arms.. Can you make a tourniquet for a broken heart?. A bad idea?. Well I suppose it's up to me to juxtapose myself..
On the wedding anniversary. Of the Johnson's. They went out on a date.. Little Jimmy had strict orders. To be in bed, to be in bed by eight.. But little Jimmy knew they'd be late,.
The sigh of summer upon my return. Fifteen alike since I was here. Bathed in deep fog, blurring my trail. Snuffing the first morning rays. . Weary from what might have been ages.
Kept warm by the light of the lantern. Lost sight of everything tonight. My presence blackens their pattern. A pock in the healthy and calm. . Their scorn behind your back.
There is a voice calling for me. There is a light coming down on me. There is a doubt that is clearing. There is a day that is dawning. . There is a wound that is healing.
You are sleeping unhampered by guilt. Comes the morning you shut down. The devil's breath is a disease on your lips. Reaching out for your loss. You prey on your flock.
There is a voice calling for me. There is a light coming down on me. There is a doubt that is clearing. There is a day that is dawning. . There is a wound that is healing.