Nunca entendí lo que estaba bien
Una biblia escrita en la nieve fue
el bien o el mal, igual no lo ven
Pasados de moda y ciegos
¿Cuando empezó esta desilusión
Si a las puertas de la corrección
llamó mi suerte y mi lado atroz
Creyó que las cruzaría?
Infierno de los que pueden ver
En la oscuridad vivio el placer
Una risa que prefiere no pertenecer
En otra vida sabré llorar
De todos modos no habrá lugar
Me iré a la muerte sin protestar
durmiendo abrazado a un cactus
EL GUARDIAN
Hay un guardián queriendo desertar
Siente un temor que no encuentra lugar
Se automargina, hace una mueca
Grita más fuerte, siempre lo niega
Jugando a ser un pez sin mar la excusa lo ha de tragar
con rigidez y sin pensar su amparo terminará
Sufre el guardián, ya se acostumbrará
guardandose lejos de lo anormal
Su miedo inquieta sus apariencias
Son dos personas y una cadena
Se aburrirá Y destruirá lo que debía cuidar
Sus penas se sofocarán durmiendo en el basural
EL RECELO
Yo no lo busqué
Yo no lo fabriqué
Yo nunca intenté
Ni darle la mano
Pronto llegará
A imponer su disfraz
Y su hablar será
Un desierto helado
Qué juego jugás
Qué es lo que mirás
Qué cosa pensás
Qué estás inventando
Dios te ayudará
Solo si lo ignorás
El te hará pensar
Que yo soy el diablo
Pretendes tener un alma
Entre tierras olvidadas
Ya no quedan más opciones
Cuando no hay monstruos mejores
Repetiste muchas veces
Las palabras que no venden
Lo que faltará es tu brillo
Y así dormiré tranquilo
EL ACOSO
En este espejo nada es perfecto y nunca lo sabrás
Mostrando el oro que quieren otros, grietas en la verdad
hay una asfixia que no agoniza, y aunque me vea tan bien
el daño nunca tiene una cura, solo cambia el rehen
Tu bello infierno finge su fuego, rueda tu devoción
No he de negarme a darte una parte de esta sofocación
Mi bello invierno finge este hielo, no es algo para mí
Te estás hundiendo y yo me parezco a un diablo de vodevil
Placeres necios, juegos perversos, mordiendo por morder
Indiferencia, falsas leyendas, ensayos de poder.
Marginaciones, cambios de roles, abrazo desigual
No sientas pena cuando te duermas, mañana es un día más
FREAK
Las armas tardaron en llegar
Y aquella espera quedó sin alma
Fingias desconocer el plan
No sirve hacer el bien sin garras
El frío mastica desprecios nuevos
La casta de idiotas reparte duelos
Los sabios te dicen que es mejor
Buscar el cielo y ser el diablo
La infamia se cura con dolor
Y ni los buitres lo han probado
Cruzando la línea del jaque mate
No quedan palabras para taparse
Los días de miedo solos se atrapan
Si duermen tus sueños serás la causa
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The Hell Of The Good Ones
THE VISION
I never understood what was right
a Bible written in the snow
was good or bad
Outdated and blind.
When did this disappointment?
if my luck knocked on the doors of rightness
and my atrocious side
thought that would cross them
Hell for those who can see
pleasure has lived in the darkness
A laugh that prefers not to belong
In another life I'll know mourn
Anyway there will be no place
I'll go to death without protest
Asleep, hugging a cactus
THE GUARDIAN
There is a guard
wanting to wake
he feel a fear that finds no place
Marginalize itself
Make a grimace
shout the loudest, he always refuses it
playing at being a fish without a sea
The excuse will swallow him
rigidly and without thinking
will end his protection
guardian suffers
will be adapted
caring himself
of all the abnormal things
His fear uncomfort to the seeming
they're two persons and a chain
He'll get bored and he'll destroy what should care
He'll suffocate his sorrows
sleeping in a garbage dump
THE MISTRUST
I did not searched him
I do not fabricated him
I never tried
Not even shake his hands
Soon he come
to impose his disguise
And his walk will be a frozen desert
What game do you play?
What are you looking at?
What things are you thinking?
What you invented?
God will help you
Only if you ignore
The will make you think
I am the devil
Pretend to have a soul
Among forgotten land
There are no more options
When there is no worst monsters
you have repeated many times
The words that do not sell
What is missing will be your shine
And I'll sleep quietly
HARASSMENT
nothing is perfect In this mirror,
and they'll never know
showing the gold that others wish...cracks in the truth
There is a asphyxia wich not agonizing and although I see me so well
Damage never have a cure, it only change the hostage
Your beautiful hell faking his fire, rolling your devotion
I will not refuse to give you a part of this suffocation
My beautifull winter faking his ice, it's no something for me
You're sinking , and I become in a devil of vodevil
Foolish pleasures
Perverse games
biting just for biting
Indifference, false legends
rehearsals of the power
Marginalizations
Changes of roles
Embrace unequal
Do not feel sorry when you sleep
Tomorrow is another day
There are no more options
When there is no worst monsters
What is missing will be your shine
And I'll sleep quietly
You 'll get bored, and you'll destroy what you should care
You'll suffocate your sorrows
sleeping in a garbage dump
FREAK
Weapons, long in coming
And that wait,
Leave you without soul
Pretended to ignore the plan:
not work do the goodness without claws,
The cold chews new contempts
The caste of idiots, distribute duels
Sages tell you
it is best to seek haven
and be the devil
The infamy will heal with pain
And neither the vultures have tasted it
Crossing the check mate line
There's no more words to cover you
The days of fear,
Only catch themselves
If your dreams sleeps
You'll be the cause.
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