Urbe

City, it's already rotting,
putrid stench covered by cement
hatred, emanating,
through the sewers of this damn Santiago
only violence you can extract
from this filthy, dirty, and cursed city,
seeds of evil grow
what they planted they cannot harvest
damned creatures with rotten minds
social monsters, lives lost
instead of words, knives and bullets
What's left?
almost nothing, little education, no judgment,
at your young age, zero tolerance,
your daily struggle is only suffering
you're a tormented soul, rotting away

City, City, City
The stench is already felt,
this is rotting

Corruption, drugs, and death
this is like a plague
a disease that spreads
an unstoppable plague
incompetent cops,
corrupt rats eating people
laws created by businessmen
this city already looks like a calvary

A massive crowd approaches,
they bump into you, invade you, insults, looks and
that's when I see your stupid face,
I look into your eyes and find nothing and see
how poor and empty a closed mind can be
We are in a hole
submerged in the same shit
breathing lead
with a heart as hard as stone
a black, black sky!!
and a gray floor, standing on concrete
we must live in a state of war
to go on and keep going
surviving in this damn story
there's no happy ending

Just thick, heavy air
that dries my mouth, thirst grows and grows
but the water runs out, drop by drop
acid rain begins, streets flood
the machine stops, due to poor drainage,
Santiago collapses, a problem that happens year after
year, there's a necessary industrial oversight
for environmental abuse otherwise
Santiago could end or finish
like a time bomb
that can explode at any moment
Noise, more noise, your punishment begins
and in your mind, your subconscious
perceives the permanent wave
of a constant and endless frequency
damned, unbearable rhythm

City, it's already rotting
putrid stench, covered by cement