Ciego Panico
Las Pastillas del Abuelo
Blind Panic
Blind panic,
Cruel satanic.
Fear and discomfort,
Emotional breakdown,
Doubts in the end,
Nothing terminal.
All psychic,
So ridiculous,
A sensation,
So particular,
Weakening,
Your mental control.
Feelings that alter your happiness,
Can transform your balance into anxiety.
Something illogical,
Nothing tragic,
Wants to bother,
Makes you restless,
Hurts once,
Makes you cry,
Facing
Against your own self.
Are the voices of silence,
That I spit in each verse,
Resonating in an echo,
Inside your thoughts.
I feel anger,
Helplessness,
I'm not a friend of violence,
Fighting against my own self,
Blind panic on the mat.
Voices of silence that I hear now,
In that corner of what is my reason.
Magical dream, in nightmare,
Electric shock, nothing energetic,
That makes you tremble,
Prevents you from speaking.
Wanting to scream, afraid to laugh,
Just by thinking,
