Inercia
Las Pastillas del Abuelo
Inertia
We were partners in silence
History is often cruel
We knew hell
Setting our skin on fire
The glass, the cup, the broken table
The blood of Christ crying in your mouth
And the cold
No one will raise your flag
Dark butterfly
Time is a tyrant and waits for the sun
To always set around your waist
And sail through your veins
In a river of murky blood
Cornered in inertia
We walked embraced
Towards an abyss and in shadows
Both of us dazzled
With a vagabond life
Yesterday dreams, today ashes
Sad twist of fate
The colossi fall quickly
Before a grotesque grimace
No one will raise your flag
Dark butterfly
Time is a tyrant and waits for the sun
To always set around your waist
And sail through your veins
In a river of murky blood
Cornered in inertia
In a river of murky blood
Cornered in inertia
No one will raise your flag
Dark butterfly
Time is a tyrant and waits for the sun
To always set around your waist
And sail through your veins
In a river of murky blood
Cornered in inertia
