Ciegos Del Mundo
Malón
Blind of the World
They vibrate, proclaim their guardian lineage
They hate, judge, heroes of the lively dust
They command, disturb, fools also in glory
Stubborn, clumsy, even in their own dispute
Roaring to be poor or kings
Proud like the cold executioner
They enjoy, laugh, in total ignorance
They run, reveal in impatient delirium
Springs, floods the scourge of history
They are born, live in mental arrogance
They slit throats just for the pleasure
Of smelling others' pain
They vibrate, proclaim their guardian lineage
They hate, judge heroes of the lively dust
They enjoy, laugh, in total ignorance
They run, reveal in impatient delirium
Roaring to be poor or kings
Proud like the executioner
They slit throats just for the pleasure
Of smelling others' pain
