Insanos

Observe the cut that serves me to God
In the abyss I wander with my own

The cut that serves
To throw me into the bottom of the hole
I can’t feel my body anymore
A madman meditating in space
A funeral’s not enough, I just want to go insane
Give me that powder
Hell's not worse
It tied a knot
I can’t get any better
I’ve been dead for so long
Out in the cold, against the wind
Alert, I don’t understand the urge to be alone
It’s worse than putting a bullet in your head
To stay lucid in the scruples of this surreal world
Poetry that falls into the void
Of my mind, suddenly I turn into an evil being
For me this is too much
I don’t want to smile anymore
Because of superficial things
Super fixed, falling into the precipice
Prefix, I prefer a colossal death
Brutal nightmare
Walking through the world
A dying world ready to kill
A rope to hang on
A gun to shoot
A knife to cut your skin apart
I just want to find
The blinding light I had and no longer have
A wandering stray at the pole of the abyss
Entering in conflict, don’t take away my peace
Tormented, I try to dodge
That flame that calls me without me being able to avoid it
Paranoia guiding me
Euthanasia is the way out
Corrupted, I can’t think anymore
There’s someone near me
It’s the end
Just like that
Someone comes and starts to strike me
Suddenly I wake up
I'm back to the real world
Now I can start again

Observe the cut that serves me to God
In the abyss I wander with my own

Insane, yes
We’ll destroy all these worms
Until the end
We are R Mafia and we will persist
Insane, yes
We’ll destroy all these worms
Until the end
Welcome to hell, the house will fall

Damned bastard, you’re gonna take
A single blow straight to the face
Hold yourself, I wanna laugh when you drop
Who told you to mess with us?
Now it’s just bullets in the clip
I know you’re not gonna handle it
Turn it on, tune in
I am the true nightmare the world has created
The monster society has formed
That now has grown to spread terror
And so I rhyme, now the house will fall
Insane on the track
We’re gonna invade
Get ready, in this shit a lot of blood will rise
Send you to hell
We’re gonna destroy
Who told you now to disbelieve?
Your head on the guillotine will surely roll
And you’ll be thrown
Deep into the woods
The Reaper will come personally
I told you it was late
And you didn’t believe
And now it’s over
I just tell the truth
Your body’s stinking
Decomposing
Spreading stench
Through the city’s neighborhoods
And now it’s better
Raped in hell
And I feel no pity
May it serve as an example
To all the hoods
I'm just a realist
Criminal R. O

Observe the cut that serves me to God
In the abyss I wander with my own