Carpintero Condena

From the darkness of the noise,
stealing time without looking back,
living without knowing they're alive,
holding onto a burning nail
and won't let go.

Tell me no.
Carpenter of condemnation,
you hit me with your soul,
there's only a cross on the coin.
Carpenter of condemnation.

Sometimes the fatigue shows
of those waiting for their chance.
Pain grows old
when you don't agree
with the system.

Tell me no.
Carpenter of condemnation,
you hit me with your soul,
there's only a cross on the coin.
Carpenter of condemnation.

No, tell me no,
tell me you couldn't forget me.

Carpenter of condemnation,
you hit me with your soul,
there's only a cross on the coin.
Carpenter of condemnation.

No, tell me no,
tell me you couldn't forget me.