Secuelas Eternas

She's the living image of an attractive angel
never shows cleavage in her lace lingerie
or wears provocative skirts

Captivated by the daily grind, trapped in a limited social life
with office mates, many walk in her shadow looking for a date,
his great quality,
the skill with which she avoids them
though they invite her often, she always finds her schedule full,
moreover, with a man around, she gets restless

That's why she lives on the outskirts in a discreet way
without neighbors around because she distrusts,
shops online, never goes to clubs,
from work to her sweet home and back day by day
she reviews photos from her childhood,
every evening adorned with a subtitled VO
weekends are more of the same
until she collapses and falls asleep hugging her pillow

It's when she sees that girl sitting in her room that she feels
her father approaching from behind and in a moment of carelessness
he touches her in a way she's not used to,
his hand slipping under her dress
he knocks her to the ground amidst moans of pain and crying and says:
"Relax, it's a new game"
with a saintly face
wrapped in a cloak of sweat
she wakes up heartbroken
seeing that her dream is her childhood reflected

They are eternal consequences
pain flows in your veins
where yesterday chains us to whoever stops it
They are eternal consequences
when the past tastes like death
and the present is your sentence in your subconscious

x2

-shoot-

Gunshots ring out in the night and a third one
there are many things that money can't fix
He’s still asleep, dreaming deeply
in that dream he travels with mom and dad around the world
they eat pineapple on a sunny beach and cool off
hiking through snowy mountains with the sun on their backs
blending in with the crowd in the city
they return home and go to bed to rest
Just as the alarm rings, he wakes from that dream
will it ever come true?
thinks the little one
he gets up to not be late for school
but inside something feels off, it’s like a bad omen
he calls for mom, an echo gives no answer
he walks in his pajamas through the house, opens the door
and in the room, she lies on the bed
with her eyes rolled back and two shots in her chest!!
Time stops
his breath cuts off
my phone can't comprehend
what he's seeing
In a second, his life passes
he feels it shattered
Right next to him is dad with another shot in his mouth
Reports say he killed her out of jealousy
before taking his own life in despair
He only knows he’s alone in this world of beasts
little more can a child know of death and scythes
already two months without speaking with that lost gaze
immersed in a state of shock that crushes him
irreparable lifelong damage, unstable
eternal consequences, endless reality

x2

They are eternal consequences
pain flows in your veins
where yesterday chains us to whoever stops it
They are eternal consequences
when the past tastes like death
and the present is your sentence in your subconscious

Sleeps alone at night, no one to protect him
he doesn’t expect luck to come, he goes out and compares
the time he has left is short
he knows making money is a clear goal
and he wants to win
he just prays for his life to change
he's tired now
wanders aimlessly, marked
by that past that always screams at him
the price is his joys
from the days of yore that are gone
that were fantasies
he doesn’t suffer loss
he begs on the street for what he eats
and bids farewell to the day with wishes for ambitions
he doesn’t feel free, he’s a shadow of glass
with the weight of his dead body
and thousands of illusions of conquests
hatred is part of his game
the life he leads is fire and he’s a consumer who lost everything
only ashes will remain
of the man he was in another time
dark and selfish

Cries over the mud that covers what he feels
he knows his world is different, he pleads and regrets
his tongue is a snake that stays silent
if he speaks, he lies
he remembers the story in his mind
and his conscience explodes
he lives off his fears
cursed summer day where the sun and the wilted ego stained
his hands, a blank check and another poorly played hand
they stole his life and his dreams and it was all for nothing
in an instant life changes and betrays us
if you fight, you get ambitious, something, think of the people
why desire money? you have it all, a woman who loves you
and kids who are like gold
but people ignore, only see their checks
the empty numbers in their accounts and their bosses with new cars
and a huge house in the suburbs
Failed education that prepares us
for the essence

They are eternal consequences
pain flows in your veins
it's another marked life
They are consequences
when the past tastes like death
it's another marked life
They are eternal consequences
pain flows in your veins
it's another marked life
when the past tastes like death

it's another marked life