El "Señor"
La Vela Puerca
The "Lord"
The "Lord"
Teysera / Butler
The last party, the "Lord" pays for it
who enjoys the sorrows, of others, today..
The latest trend, imposed by the "Lord"..
setting the trend, madness, of today..
He has everything you need today
(and the children break their souls for more..)
He captivates you, showing his god
(who is not yours, but plays for both..)
The last life, the "Lord" asks for it
and forgives you for the bad in your heart..
The last crumb, stolen by the "Lord"
feeding his anger and lack of love..
That clientele, blindly gives in
(and keeps swallowing the shit of the whole city..)
That device invites you to die
(and reduces you to the simple, never to suffer..)
And it's like this:
either you rebel
or you consume yourself
(closing your eyes, clapping doesn't help..)
The hour of fear seems to arrive
and here
it's not worth thinking...
And when you want to dream
there will only be nightmares..
or when you want to fly
you will be left on your knees..
That path demands you to lie
or reduces you to the sadness of surviving..
That mountain will collapse
on top of anyone who wants to harm you.
