Clavo Y Matilleo

The desire makes me more +, to be able +
like a clear stimulus from a God to a disciple I say about you
you know who, very cold, very cold don't ask if
I write about you I only write about me, somewhat strange existence
living among a thousand voices about the world of tomorrow controversy
about controversy make sure, attentive, attentive I say wind only
wind I feel it from inside out and from outside they happen
and comment a million things the inhabitants of this community
have referred to the zoo circus of Chile and say: boom like a thud
like a smoke if my hashish say: "All laws
rule..." but vultures chase me for my color Second 2 to
second God wants to see me wants me to introduce him to the son of
the present and I hint at him and say with a lump in my throat the
grace of my authenticity becomes magic and I wrap myself and
unwrap and go back to spinning around the same thing, my son
bring me the machete to fuck this slave nail and
hammer and I see myself on the path of why, no, no, not running
away is nothing why continue here, it's a fact, a challenge
they released the master who invented this as I show it
if your king has wanted it so they have left me inside for so long
that I have nothing else to say, decide only to leave here and
keep singing is punishment there is no way out or way to open
doors the feast of the emptiest has begun I give talent,
slowly to the text, knock knock knock they knock on the door, the master
key is our idea of ​​revealing something bad or good is the
same but in the end but where will we end up? boom like a thud
like a smoke if my hashish say: "All laws rule..."
but vultures chase me for my color Second 2, to second God
already saw me!!!!
ILY BRITT