El Décimo Escalon

When someone is admired, it's for their achievements or for their
Goals accomplished, and if they admire you, it's for that and for
Other things that are not talked about

It was a pleasure in my life and today I don't regret it, excuse
If you get offended, Mr. Saint Peter
If one day I took down thugs, sailors, federal agents, for all
Those deaths, now I take responsibility
If you closed the doors, you know if you open them
No way, after all
You have the keys in your power

I won't clean my hands, nor will I tell lies, you
Know the reason why I lost my life, I won't ask for
Shelter, and if I'm not on your list, thank you for your attention
And show me the way out
To the final stage

Why so impatient, why do you speak to me so harshly
I know you were part of the organized crime, and as you
Have said, I know well the reason why you're here
In this divine place

I won't judge your actions, I know you fought clean. But
Clean of sins, I doubt you are, my friend. Take this
Train bound for hell, I'm on the tenth step
And you're on the ninth
You get on or you fall

I know you crossed the swamp, you helped the only
Lord who reached out to you
Like ten guys in charge
A black army, the idiot lurking and finally they found you
Long live freedom