La Muerte

I'm the devil
The executioner for your death, ha ha

The distortion of the planet, death's corner represents
Storm and grave for anyone who dares to face it
I don’t forgive and never forget those who insult me
My fist wrecks their home, their tears roll, and I erase them from my list
It’s the punishment of the pissed-off executioner who has arrived
Leaving fools separated from their soul and frozen body, well buried
I put you under the fire, on October 31st
It’s the Day of the Dead
When your family is filled with lamentations, thoughts, sufferings, setbacks
All over for good, homie
Because there are no excuses or pretexts for death, homie,
Because
Everything seems like a dream,
While you sleep, I find you, wake you up with a fucking log
Now you know I’m your master
And you obey because you know if not, I’ll blow you up

Chorus: Look, where this life ends is death, look
Even if you wait for it, it always comes suddenly, look
Now you know I’m the devil, I don’t play
If I look for you, I find you and I wreck you, look (2 times)

Death is an unknown mystery
People pray a rosary, I’ve turned into a reptile
I walk through the darkness of the night, I’ve managed to intimidate you, you jumped when you heard the howl
Of a person, a tremendous scare, it’s not La Llorona, it’s your death peeking
You turn and see it, you imagine it out of fear and hallucinate
That it’s approaching and you can’t imagine
That the moment I find you
I’ll make you scream until your belly explodes, suddenly
You see me in front of you
Now you know I’m the devil
I don’t play, if I look for you, I find you and always wreck you
I’ll break you into pieces like a jar
Hitting you so hard like you were a hammer
Unexpected like a car accident
Because there’s no reason for you to run, it’s useless, I’ll catch you

Chorus (2 times)

I’m looking into your eyes and you reflect fear
From the terror you have, you melt like ice
A gunshot is heard on the horizon in the sky, as your body falls, the blood drips on the ground
I warned you, I told you
No tricks when you’re warned like a alebrije
You’ve been left, collapsed, forgotten, and burned by my side
I bring death that has left you buried
Like a rat locked up, punished
Or like a pig, slaughtered and hung with its fucking
Feet up, I spit in its face
And they swallow my saliva with no way out in hell
Where you find yourself twisting like a horn
The wind blows and it’s cold like in winter
People think you died from being sick
But the truth is the curse of the eternal devil

Chorus (2 times)