Cayendo el cielo

In the land of honor
there's no room for reason
not a stain on your record
just don’t think too hard.

You’ll have to shoot while
the sky is falling down.
And you can write
with your blood on the ground.
Without thinking, without speaking,
you’ll save your honor.

In the name of honor
death once again
has grown all around
it’s waiting right behind you.

You’ll be reborn
again if luck’s on your side,
you’ll have to learn
to laugh in the face of death,
without thinking, without speaking,
you’ll have to obey.