Cuna de Caín

Under seven layers of skin
I didn't want to be like him
And I avoided what I learned
I left my home behind, I didn't want to return

So many true things that are said
For the wrong reason
Yelling in your face
And there's no turning back
We're even

Cradle of Cain and civil war among brothers
Hand in hand we harm each other
Whenever we meet

Exile is better than our prison
Of mediocrity and vulgarity
Envy and ungrateful games of villains

Memory keeps the light
Of what no longer exists
The charm of the rival
Who is no longer
A real threat

The clichés of paranoia
Of those who want to see enemies in everything
Enemies to defeat
And let's not talk about it anymore
I'm not interested

Cradle of Cain and civil war among brothers
Hand in hand we harm each other
Whenever we meet

Exile is better than our prison
Of mediocrity and vulgarity
Envy and ungrateful games of villains

Cradle of Cain and civil war among brothers
Hand in hand we harm each other
Whenever we meet

Exile is better than our prison
Of mediocrity and vulgarity
Envy and ungrateful games of villains