Ciega Ambición

In gray streets
infected with tension,
dirty walls,
reveal the disunity.

Everything is forbidden.
Except being one more
of those who forget
and ask for security.

I'm killing my hours,
while the insane keep living.
Chained to lovelessness,
to division, their blind ambition.

I only escape in the night with desolation.
Angels come to sharpen my intuition.
I live with the fact, by avoiding
the repressor programmed to kill.

I'm killing my hours,
while the insane keep living.
Chained to lovelessness,
to division, their blind ambition.

The divine prediction
is coming true,
and the confusion
increases the lack of control.
Bombs beating,
aim to extinguish
the vile spawn
of a planet without love.