Corazón Amargo
Especimen
Bitter Heart
Life is not to blame
That others are now dying
That's why hell opens its doors
So that the blacks of
A completely bitter heart can cry there
If the sky were to multiply now
To accommodate the sick
It would be a matter of time
For the feelings to be forgiven
Of the completely bitter heart
We live trapped in the same
Labyrinth, where death
Will not spare your life
Some kneel before their gods
But these do not exist nor have life
The completely bitter heart
Bitter heart.
