La Ilusión Que Me Condena

I woke up wanting to scream
Blinking with an unfriendly face
Enduring bruises from insolent ones
Fully embracing freedom

Embraced by the illusion that condemns me
That condemns me

I adjust the heaviest backpack
Ungrateful memories mourn the presence
Of that dark shadow that lurked
But now I am

Embraced by the illusion that condemns me
That condemns me

I feel it coming, I feel it hitting
It will provoke me, it traps me once again

The illusion that condemns me
The illusion that condemns me
I feel an illusion that condemns me coming