El Comunicador
Caifanes
The Communicator
There is a being that fears us
Someone who wants to hide us
Has square optics and vomits deceit
Disconnects your reason
His blood is yellow
His heart repressed
He breaks your ancient senses
He is a focus of infection
I don't know what his name is
He is the Communicator
He is the Communicator
He is the Communicator
He is the Communicator
You've been hidden for years
Afraid to feel it
Now it's time to sharpen our fangs
With your eye among the stones
Haha... I don't know how he laughs
He is the Communicator
He is the Communicator
He is the COMMUNICATOR....
