there's people out there that say I'm no good,
'cause I don't believe the things that I should,
and when the final conflict comes, I'll be so sorry I did wrong,
and hope and pray that our lord god will think I'm good.
countries manufacture bombs and guns
to kill your brother for something that he hasn't even done.
smog is ruining my lungs, but they aren't sorry they've done wrong,
they hide behind their lies that they're helping everyone.
in the end the good will go to heaven up above,
the bad will perish in the depths of hell.
how can hell be any worse when life alone is such a curse?
fuck Armageddon, this is hell
we're living in the denoument of the battle's gripping awe,
so what's the use of being good to satisfy them all?
how could hell be any worse?
life alone is such a curse!
fuck Armageddon, this is hellEn sus ojos
aparece
nunca falla
se confunden
intenciones
aparencias
matan
de quitar a otras su felicidad
de arrebatar
de quitar a otras su felicidad
de arrebatar
seguramente mil demonios la mueven
belleza
inevitable la puedo ver
no me toques
esta
inseguridad es mia
tengo derecho
no te atrevas a quitarme de
este lugar
es mio
es mio
mi consuelo es si lo vivo yo lo viviras lo viviras
mi consuelo es si lo vivo yo lo viviras lo viviras
mi consuelo es si lo siento yo lo sentiras
mi consuelo es si lo siento yo lo sentiras
mi consuelo es si lo siento yo
lo sentiras
tu...
lo que no enquentras en mi lo encontraras con ella
lo que nunca dije yo sera lo primero que
lo que no vives en mi lo viviras en
ella
ella