Mud Perhaps

If I don't sing what I feel
I will die inside
I must scream to the winds until I burst
Even if only time remains in my place

If I want, I touch my soul
For my flesh is nothing now
I must merge my remains with the awakening
Even if my mouth rots from silence

I'm already loving it
I'm already becoming a song
Mud perhaps
And this is my bark
Where the axe will strike
Where the river will dry up to silence

Moments are rushing me
My temple is already a lament
My brain is already spitting out the end of the record
From the beginning that may restart

If I want, I touch my soul
For my flesh is nothing now
I must merge my remains with the awakening
Even if my mouth rots from silence

I'm already loving it
I'm already becoming a song
Mud perhaps

And this is my bark
Where the axe will strike
Where the river will dry up to silence

  1. Todas Las Hojas Son Del Viento
  2. Plegaria Para Un Niño Dormido
  3. El Anillo Del Capitán Beto
  4. Poseido del alba
  5. Cementerio Club
  6. Quedándote o Yéndote
  7. Camafeo
  8. Tonta Luz
  9. Viejas mascarillas
  10. Jilguero
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