Hay Que Ver Si Voy

a blind rage
cannot be calmed
lucid and biting, has no peace
suffers, huffs, and thinks
that he's the only one having a hard time
wants to drag me to hell
gotta see if I go!
he cries, kicks, curses me out, and comes looking for me
wants me to listen to him until the end
trying to explain that I don't want to,
that I can't talk anymore
but he's insistent and stubborn
gotta see if I go!
want to enter earthly paradise, want to pass through
once I told him: you're heading for a crash, you have to be careful
no use: he crashed anyway
he always wants me ready,
prepared to endure
that horrible way of raging
gotta see if I go