La Ultima Palabra

The sun hides, darkness reigns
it's time, my business opens its doors
the phone rings for important orders
(hello, yeah, I'll be there in a moment)
I prepare the goods and I personally deliver them
to make sure they reach their owner
and at that moment, my employees work hard
but always on high alert
siren sounds, they're coming to check, let's take a
turn, it's 8:30, still early, this day will sell
a good amount, it's payday and the weekend, the
consumption has increased and the product has gone up
this job has allowed us to live well and have a future
I don't care if I hurt someone
we're in a jungle, and the strongest is the owner
laws are made for those who don't think
those who think create them but never respect them
yeah, it's me, the owner of this merchandise that's arriving
to my brothers at the border working
in a smuggling operation, those millionaire deals
risk it once and win 100 times more if it goes well
okay, now you understand, let the criminal show up to
bring death to the people, yeah
as the last word of this, no one escapes.

At 4:00, it's dark, the bell rings, it's a new day
shower, dress in impeccable uniforms, check the
rooms, clean and intact, line up, sing the anthem
ready to find an enemy, strong training, combat techniques
to defend the nation and other nonsense, artillery
school, killing machines, interviews with experts
brainwashing to instill hate, rage, my
nerves jump, and I lose my cool, I aim at my forehead
pull the trigger, hit the target, I'm decorated
like a saint, I don't understand what's happening, I'd give anything
to go to war, wait, they tell me patience, to go to the
war you need experience, I keep training, running, shooting, I'm passionate about violence and I follow that trend
I feel ready, and the moment arrives, everything I've learned I turn into
burials, I fly over enemy territory
destruction is written in my mind, I drop bombs, receive
graves, I never thought of what I could do, I press the
self-destruction button, I'm a hero for creating and finding
death, yeah, as the last word
of this, no one escapes.

At 8:00 in the morning, it's mass time, I show up in my robe
what a beautiful sight, everyone attentive to the lesson of the day, I greet
the sinners and open the Bible, I preach, I don't practice
give hope on television and in the pamphlet, baptism,
communions, confirmations, weddings, burial ceremonies
it's my job, this is how I live, my business never
ends, I ask for a lot, they'll never finish paying
heaven is a place many talk about but no one has seen
I sell hope but never guarantee it, mass continues, I pass the basket,
buy your spots, the ship is coming soon, for centuries
they've said the same thing, always be ready, the Bible says Christ,
ten commandments correct the believers, and the bell at noon
reaches your mind, reminding you that in the end there's a judgment
where there's a sentence and everything is paid
calm down, don't lose your cool, we are born guilty
but it's never too late to repent
praying with faith, they tell me every sin will be forgiven
the Lord's forgiveness is eternal life
but I realize that here everyone finds
death, yeah, as the last word of this
no one escapes.