El Lobo Caído

I said the wolf was deaf,
That he no longer listened,
Among so many foolish setups
So much infidelity!
I killed... and killed... and killed!
A lot of coke, little bongo
And the most taste got stuck
In a cold spring I said
(cold as a scalpel)
I killed... and killed... and killed!
The road is full (nightmare)
Of caricatures (black album)
If they miss the bus, wolf (pajamagic)
They won't even notice
The kids from the columns, I said
Would like to have a lot of butter
And the honey of all, cruel cloth
I killed... and killed... and killed!
Your mask is unfair wolf (nightmare)
They molded it there (black album)
On the highest hill I said (pajamagic)
In the worst hive.
I killed... and killed... and killed!