Sin Piedad

Your defeat is my own, and my failure is your downfall, girl.
Your ruin is mine, your agony is my pain.
We're just a couple of lost souls with nothing left to lose.
And yet, or maybe because of that, where it hurts the most, we kiss.
In blood and fire, in blood and fire, I tear your soul apart and then I die.
I won’t have mercy on you.
I won’t have mercy on myself.
Dying while killing, killing while dying, without mercy for you, without mercy for me.
Dead end: that’s the twisted reality.
If I gave myself to you, you’d look down on me, and if I beat you, you’d hate me, and if I run, I’ll never see you again.
I need you and you need me like confession needs the sin.
I dream of you, I dream of you, like death dreams of someone alive.
I won’t have mercy on you.
I won’t have mercy on myself.
Dying while killing, killing while dying, without mercy for you, without mercy for me.