Pólvora

From the skies to wet gunpowder
From magic to dark slavery
I haven't thought about your goring in a while
I've been flipping it for a while now
Now I know that anyone will cry more than you

In my eternal farewell
And no, your attitude doesn't bother me
I know you won't like this
Prisoner of delicate drugs
Caught in a backlit shot
I haven't felt a twinge in a while
I've been crashing into your health for a while now
Now I know that anyone will cry more than you
In my eternal farewell
And no, your attitude doesn't bother me
And now I know that in war it will last longer than yours

Dangerous double life
Your attitude doesn't disarm me
And I know you won't like this
The day does not come
I want to feel another speed
Plotting some atrocity and
If my attitude scares me
I know this is not going to end