Pólvora

From the heavens to the wet gunpowder
From magic to dark slavery
It's been a while since I haven't thought about your horn
It's been a while since I toss a coin
Now I know that anyone will cry more than you

In my eternal farewell
And no, I don't care about your attitude
I know you won't like this
Prisoner of delicate drugs
Trapped in a backlit plane
It's been a while since I haven't felt a stab
It's been a while since I crash for your health
Now I know that anyone will cry more than you
In my eternal farewell
And no, I don't care about your attitude
And now I know that in the war it will last longer than you

Dangerous double life
Your attitude doesn't disarm me
And I know you won't like this
The day doesn't come
I want to feel another speed
Plotting some atrocity and
If I'm afraid of my attitude
I know this won't end