Muerto a laburar
Divididos
Dead to work
His majesty the slaughterer of god
first him and then you.
Go! In spiritual combustion
trying to be the new dad
just 20 years after goodbye.
Fruits of the season of temptation
maternal delivery to a new demigod
how much is your confession worth today.
Oh! If you came back here
you wouldn't believe what happened.
Today you are the morbid passion
cotton boss
flag and ringtone.
Wisterias of a day
of yesterday's sun
an angel passes by here.
Oh! If you came back here
you wouldn't believe what happened.
Oh! If you came back here
you wouldn't believe what happened.
Office light for you
a dressing room went out.
Dead to work!
