El Chaman
Revolver Cannabis
The Shaman
His gaze scares them
That's enough to scare anyone
Why do they keep staring at him
Why do they provoke an anthrax
I am called by the virus
That now runs through my veins
This is not a Chinese tale
The boss is respected
I tend towards danger
And also to be violent
Don't look for me, don't make noise
I am 100% anthrax
I am the cat, I am the phoenix
I am the shaman of the desert
I left Phoenix one day
To never return
I left behind that whole life
I started again
I decided to change my face
Sitting in front of a mirror
I let my beard grow
And shaved myself completely
For the pain of my wars
I forged a cigarette
I left my beret on
And I smoked it to the soul
The beard is that of a Muslim
Breathing the white smoke
Some say he's a shaman
Others say he talks to cats
The truth is he's a sergeant
The truth is he's from the anthrax
He's a devil with a horn
Who unloads if there's no truce
He has a cold gaze
And a shaved head
The story doesn't end here
The story is just beginning
5 grenades served me
To complete my revenge
It was their mistake to think me dead
And leave me those marks
Some ball grenades
I left for them to eat
Tied to their mouths
I removed the fuses
And while they detonated
I watched their suffering
After turning my back on them
I said goodbye to the desert
Today I await sentence
In these four walls
I kill time my way
To not become insane
After I achieved the rescue
With the 5 still on me
My position is not vacant
As they await my return
Maybe when I finish
Burning this cigarette
The wall will even jump me
Remember that I am a cat
Don't forget I am a sergeant, I am a shaman
There's plenty of Phoenix here...