El Lobo Caído

I said the wolf was deaf
That I didn't listen anymore
Amidst so much silly montage
So much infidelity!
I killed, and I killed, and I killed!

Too much coke, not enough bongos
And bad taste ran aground
In a cold spring I said
(Scalpel cold)
I killed, and I killed, and I killed!

The route is packed (nightmare)
Of cartoons (black album)
If they miss the bus, wolf (pajamagia)
They won't even notice
The guys from the columns, I said
They would like to have a lot of butter
And the honey of all, cruel cloth
I killed, and I killed, and I killed!

Your mask is unfair, wolf (nightmare)
They molded it there (black album)
On the highest hill I said (pajamagia)
In the worst hive
I killed, and I killed, and I killed!