puñales

Through the hallways they go, in single file they go
the fog always has a unique charm
the monkey carries a knife, blood will drip from its nose
and thus cut a little more of its humanity rope.

They're gonna fly
They're gonna fly

Like rubble they go, in single file they go
the fog always has a unique charm
tachuela wants to loosen a celestial colic
it doesn't get used to grimaces and not being able to speak.

They're gonna fly
They're gonna fly
You just have to go through
You just have to have a good time
They're gonna fly
They're gonna fly