Peleando Con Dios

My angel of salvation
You left so I could learn my lesson
You see me flying behind you in the same direction
This atheist, who never believed in your religion
But fights like a God with a throne in Olympus
I set fire to the wheat because I saw it wasn't clean
I'm still the guy who brings it different
Still alone in this jungle, following my instinct
I don't know if they're right
So many say that what I have is a gift
And it's true that there's something telling me to keep going
And let go of all this rage and live
They say it's true
That it's like finding a spring in the desert
Searching for an angel
Until I understand that I'm the one who saves myself

Your silence my fire, your ego my ego
Are parts of a game where I'm the pawn
You come, I fold, see you later
You love me and then call me a jerk
You see me move and I burn you, no training
Between being reckless and drunk on rum
Calculation error, failures in the system
More like science fiction
Your howls my ice, the limit is the sky
Love me or rip out my heart
Give me reasons to stay alive
And don't play cat and mouse with me
They're cool as hell
Give me boom boom to kill it
I'll do something crazy
Having you in check and seeing your fucking focus
And let the crash cause a new explosion

You surpassed fiction
But felt the same fear and didn't even say goodbye
You broke my soul in two
I keep looking up at the skies
But fighting with God
Talking without a voice
Those who claim to be, but aren't, don't exist
So much imagination is what there is, there is
I kicked the demons out of my life and said: Bye, bye, bye, bye

Demons of perdition
I set you on fire accused of high treason
You breathed again, I flew without taking off
And even if I forgive, I won't forget
They say it's true
That it's like continuing to dream, but being awake
Living without owners
Don't let anyone take over your dreams

Many pretend, if they sell you
And they're not friends, nor do they feel
It's all good, but some don't understand
Not your style, dude, you're not from my crew
I’ll make you run on the track, your weak
I’m with a fine girl
I got flashy lyrics and the vintage
I got your hood marked
I won't give you credit, pay up front
Are you high? You got stuck, all hung up
I knock you out, KO

They say they’re constantly flexing, so what?
I won't even bend the wheel
Say let it fall and then get back up
And that I stay distant and don’t ask for forgiveness

You surpassed fiction
But felt the same fear and didn't even say goodbye
You broke my soul in two
I keep looking up at the skies
But fighting with God
Talking without a voice
Those who claim to be, but aren't, don't exist
So much imagination is what there is, there is
I kicked the demons out of my life and said: Bye, bye, bye, bye

I keep fighting with God, fighting with God
I keep fighting with God, fighting with God
I keep fighting with God, fighting with God
I keep fighting with God, fighting with God