El Camino Del Exceso
Héroes Del Silencio
The Path of Excess
A hurricane of words in the round to taverns,
Everyday choir, sing me your plan.
Splatter the blood, spur goes crazy.
If there's no paradise, where do you burst?
It's true:
Path of excess, source of knowledge.
A plate of contempt drowns the poison.
As long as the money lasts and the commitment lasts
Brick by brick, years remain afterwards.
If you're willing to face the scene
It's not from William Blake
Are you willing to devour
Stars that quench your thirst?
Listen:
I barely tune melodies of a loser.
The heavens have spent my last breath.
All enemies have been left behind
And I still have the doubt of a better future.
If you're willing to face the scene,
It's not from William Blake.
Are you willing to devour
Stars that quench your thirst?
The path of excess...
The path of excess...
The path of excess...
Say!: The path of excess...
We burn with bad arts
The spirit of wine
And it won't come back, no,
It won't come back.
