Testigos Oculares (2007)

Land in sight

There is no shortage of homo sapiens who take the time
To draw the curtain and see through your window
Metaphysical drunks in a corner
If any of these in your garden deposit their urine, do not fear
If instead of a rose, black flowers full of thorns grow

Everything is fictional, real
It depends on how your retina is
Her language, her soul, and of course the ears of her neighbors
They call the police
When they sleep during office hours
Ask
How many mortals have gone to prison for wanting to escape from routine?

A naked man walks through the city
The public is shocked
Freedom is an insult
The same looks condemn her
Civilization makes me sad
Power has an owner
Justice is foreign

We suffer from insomnia and lost sleep
And you do not evolve
Surely this stoic ruin is our only fortune
If we were equipped with good aim and night vision
Now we can laugh like commune hyenas
Nice to meet you, alcolirykoz, the children of the Sun adopted by the earth
Fed on the breasts of the Moon

Let the eyelids rise that I assume
Retinas on a carpet without any color
Only a path, swampy with corrupt traditions
Where it is easy to turn your back, it is difficult to forget
I looked at the posters on the walls, plant a tree and you will reap peace
He only plants shade and a bone to urinate on
There are distilled problems in the liquid
Only disturbing sensationalism is given
Creator of a dishonest being
Everyone carrying the competitor's vision
Arrest
I appreciate the optics of my steps
And I see restless silhouettes behind the windows
I don't get stressed, it's those ladies
Infrared in night blindness
Unbutton the worries

Something always happens here
What happens is that many only talk
They don't see it, they don't understand it, they don't accept it
Who have been hypnotized for a while now
Manipulated and forced
Let's see the things that should be seen
Not the things that everyone here should actually know

All this is mourning
I close my eyes, I don't lower my voice
I don't want to hear that for a red wine the prayer
It is the biography of the community and the deceased
Asked
When you are no longer there, how much can you eat?
To be alive in the memories of others?

Oh! If I told you everything I've seen
You would need more than antidepressants
For what I resist

Oh! If I told you everything I've seen
You would need more than glasses
To record what I record

Oh! If I told you everything I've seen
You would need more than antidepressants
For what I resist

Oh! If I told you everything I've seen
You would need more than glasses
To record what you record

Many idiots are not so many
I've said it before
Call our customer service line 20-20
Perspective to the horizon
When you need glasses we will be your means of transportation
I was there when reality was undressed
To the astonished gaze of those present
The audience just said: Oh!
Nothing is overacted, everything just happened
My live appeal outweighs any effect. He had no reader and we got bored
Get out of your bubble, you will see the cataracts that the eye doctor didn't see
You will witness the findings that science never discovered
You will enjoy the advances that technology ignored
Your vision didn't improve?
Mine does
The street decorated us
He will be devoted to you
The intimate, who said I?

I am the religion that the priest never believed in
The true faith that was always doubted
The law of the funnel, my rap is paste, my perfume is sweat
Will it be yours? I doubt it sir
I follow the path of the drunk who walks from side to side
A difficult guy to focus on is a difficult guy to judge
The one who went straight, as a strange thing, ended up run over
Like an unsuspecting passerby who thought he was going somewhere
Open your eyes, I'll help you cross the street
Where do these unfortunate people go because they are neither seen nor heard?
You better keep quiet
Before reality hits them
Or they will end up playing blind man's buff
Looking for a manager they self-destruct

I am the eye doctor of your carousel
Transportation, everyday routine
The beginning dawns
Only good perfume on the defensive
The end is getting dark
A certain smell of bitterness to feel
Worry, sadness, a natural irony
We escape to the glasses
Because I know that existence is critical and cynical
That conspires with hypocrisy
Of the waterfalls that dam
The intelligence that did not see what you wanted
Lives as corneas
Decorated with prudent lenses
This contact leaves him blind so that he steps on the most present puddle
That will splash the crude persecution for the greatest briber
Exemplary father who bases parenting on behavioral billing
Given the circumstances, we took this liberty
Because you keep seeing that they keep seeing
Uncertainty for certainty
That we all depend on money
But it is easier for a child to die than to dream of little angels
The decree in writing states that the shot has no means of financing it
Hours, days, months
You see, as the years go by, people look in the mirrors
Now tell me if the future is not the past

Don't complain about other people's men, look at their scars instead
They remind them that in that eyeball, the past was real
We appreciate the references of many leaves with just one life
Visual interview that opened our expectations
Ladies, who sweep away the criticism?
They take a walk to misinterpretations
The thieves, don't see them as thieves anymore
Give up the ambition to be dangerous
That here stopped being original and too contagious

Oh! If I told you everything I've seen
You would need more than antidepressants
For what I resist

Oh! If I told you everything I've seen
You would need more than glasses
To record what I record

Oh! If I told you everything I've seen
You would need more than antidepressants
For what I resist

Oh! If I told you everything I've seen
You would need more than glasses
To record what you record