Las Tres Caras Del Miedo
Los Carniceros Del Norte
The Three Faces of Fear
A dagger to stimulate my five senses.
Tonight in my cathedral a funeral is celebrated.
Drops of water fall again on disfigured faces.
In my criminal solitude I play with worms.
In this cold coffin, only you are missing.
Only you are missing.
The three faces of fear, reflect dead children,
The three faces of fear, death, pain, and time.
In the hospital morgue, bells ring for you.
I have defeated love with the strength of hatred.
Destiny throws killer darts at us again.
Gagged, I will wait for you buried alive.
In this cold coffin, only you are missing.
Only you are missing.
The three faces of fear, reflect dead children,
The three faces of fear, death, pain, and time.
