Jaj Ja, Jeje
Buenos Muchachos
Ha Ha, Hehe
Oh
Honey metal
I'm crossing your puddle of fluid and flesh
hahahahehe hahahahehe...
I hate your gaze
Today if I see you again without seeing
I'm going to hate you
Quick punches to the clear eye
without blinking...
Honey metal
that you draw...
and the shotgun that fires the shot
of truth.
Today I want to see you, the hatred is over
in his clear eyes there is living tears
he's alive without an angel's halo
he will only shoot...
haha
goes running to the devil just to run
mud stains skin without bothering him
the sorrows of running no longer reach him
it must hurt a lot in the heart
Running to the devil just to run
I crack the whole soul when falling
The trigger already shining without sun
And the happy little booger in the spoon
is marking the barrel of his gaze...
he sleeps like a big head weighing on the pillow
there's no need to see
there's no more hatred.