Caerán

Yeah, no
I was there, but
But the crows showed up, so
All that was happening while I was packing up
While everything went down
But under the cloak of mystery
Under the cloak of mystery

In stormy times, you gotta be enthusiastic
Just another grain of sand, I notice the contrasts
If you're on the line, I recommend you jump
Death is an insatiable killer

Everything I see, feel, suspicious
I conceive like a mirage what my eye frames
They betrayed me a lot, they're not reliable anymore
I wear the devil's camouflage

What?
If I use my phone, it's just for notes
Don't forget to visit the trinity within you
Without fear, death is just a transition
A recluse of what my laziness decided

I live sleepless
Dreams hide from me
Lonely with my homies on the corner
Killing me softly
Temperature drops
Others versus verses
On purpose, I express the heavy weight I carry

The trance is born
Being fake isn't the same as being wrong
Everything's a conflict or a class
Days of getting frustrated easily
The poor get poorer
Heartless rich
In this world, most of the dead die unhappy

Ruins abound on every corner
Another life falling adrift
Anger falls under the sacred cloak
Inside my room, mosaics are flooding

In the eternal frustrating spiral
If I play, I seek a tie, no one sad
They're avoidable disputes
Worse than the one who envies is the one who likes being envied
Detestable