Piel de Gallina

I was born with goosebumps,
And Judas walked into my life.
I believed in my lies
That flew through the days,
Hanging on ropes of empire.
Narcissus laughed better.
My feet are already on the edge,
Ready to start the show,
Wandering, I heard my mind of ruins
Of what I built yesterday.
Your crater no longer excites me,
I'm a victim of your worship.

I lead the suicide squad
Of those who don’t want to suffer.
Nothing matters more than love’s forgetfulness,
Only your resentment saves me.

It’s the madman’s,
The kingdom of dreams.
It’s the sane one’s,
The kingdom of fear.