Pura Sangre
Barón Rojo
Pure Blood
He runs the stage a hundred thousand times without stopping
Looks like a villain and a schoolboy at the same time.
He gestures boldly, provoking your reaction,
and loosens his tie or drops his pants.
He makes you vibrate and lose your mind
He makes you sing "Highway to Hell"
A rock god, pure metal
No compromises, Oh yeah!
Tell me, tell me who
inspired this image
Tell me, tell me who
is a pure blood.
Though he doesn’t look like a hunter
he turns us into his prey, captures us without pain.
He’ll lead you to hell, his bells will ring
The cannon spits fire, greeting the crowd.
Rock night, a venue
Flashes of light, watts of blues
Rock kids, fists in bloom
around their God!
Tell me, tell me who
inspired this image
Tell me, tell me who
is a pure blood.
(Solo)
Rock night, a venue
Flashes of light, watts of blues
Rock kids, fists in bloom
around their God!
Tell me, tell me who
inspired this image
Tell me, tell me who
is a pure blood.
(x3)
