Convención Ancestral
Neurosis
Ancestral Convention
Key to all
All the doors
Will make you suffer
Will make you lie
Passing from hand to hand
And humiliating the human being
We see them kill
Kill for it
But you die
Die without it
And it's just a piece of paper
A damn piece of paper
Buying friendship
And a lot of love
You will never say
Say no
It comes with excitement and joy
But fleeting is the joy
Awakens the animal instinct
Kills the spiritual wisdom
Its power is something brutal
It's an ancestral convention
