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Me and my Gun
06:55
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Poppa was a gun, momma was the land, they were meant for each other, like cheap wine for my mouth (x3).
I am the son of a gun, Jesus will light my way (x4).
I´ll hit you in the face even before you speak, a preemptive strike to assure my life, to assure my ol´ life. I always can teach you before I ever learn.
Chorus: My and my gun, living alone, me and my gun, my boots and my law. Me and my gun outta my way, me and my gun, is a perfect love.
I six shot under my pillow to protect my kin, a bunker in the cellar for when the commies come (x3).
I am the son of a gun, Jesus will light my way.
Chorus: My and my gun, living alone, me and my gun, my boots and my law. Me and my gun outta my way, me and my gun, is a perfect love.
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2. |
Crawl
05:19
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Communion starts, and acid rhyme. The chains are tighter, the words are needless now.
Chorus: You crawl to me, I fall for you.
Illusions die, the wolves will cry. Pain is always friendly, inside the void we live.
Chorus: You crawl to me, I fall for you.
A mass of flesh, a whip to make a pray. The smell of cinder is raising, we lick the wounds and smile. You…
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3. |
Lesson in Abuse
04:48
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75 I was dumped into this earth. As a gift they put me ol´chains. Momma said: tienes que creer en dios mijito, respect the law and obey the church.
Chorus: So they put me down in school when they taught me a lesson in abuse, others point me for my way of think, but you will never be in control.
But one bloody day I had a question: what was wrong with been different? Maybe I needed to cut my strings off, then I decided to break it all, culeros.
Chorus: So they put me down in school when they taught me a lesson in abuse, others point me for my way of think, but you will never be in control (x2).
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4. |
Salamandra
02:45
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5. |
Devil's Son
05:47
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When the light is gone and my body awakes I can see the pain.
I believe in you as you believe in me whenever you can feel.
While the time is right you can always ask for my little help.
I can taste your desire and it feels okay. Al the prayers made by the one you seek are arriving too late.
Chorus I´m the devil´s son. You can take my life but you can´t take the decease.
I can take your soul while it burns around on my neck and hands.
I will grind your bones and i´ll take your flesh as a souvenir.
And the time will come like the barrel of a gun with six bullets. All the insanity feds my old machine and becomes my fuel.
All the blood is coal for a thirsty throat that is screaming: hate.
Chorus: I´m the devil´s son. You can take my life but you can´t take the decease.
Como una serpiente que duerme en tí, sibilando muerte en tu corazón. Resucitaré como un dios, porque el diablo soy y sigues mi luz.
Chorus: I´m the devil´s son. You can take my life but you can´t take the decease.
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No Spurs
06:41
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There is a hole in my heart, so many years gone by, and we will never see them again.
The roads are fading away, hope is already dead. Forsaken, we´re living in hell.
Tear are burning every day, loneliness is driving me inside. Silent they pass.
We don´t see each other but we are dying together.
Chrorus: We ride away into a bleeding sun. No spurs, no glorious end just a bleeding sun.
Just a memory and dreams, sad promise in the wind, but it will never be fulfilled.
We walked the steps of a ghost, we saw the last place they were. Touched the medal they left behind.
Need to find the final place, need to know if fear is real.
Silent they are. We don´t see each other but we are dying together.
Chorus: We ride away into a bleeding sun. No spurs, no glorious end just a bleeding sun.
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7. |
Tobacco Road
05:50
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I was born in a trunk. Momma day and poppa was drunk. Let me here to die alone, in the middle of Tobacco road.
Growing up rusty shack, all I had was hanging on my back. Only you know how I loathe this place called Tobbaco road.
Chorus. But it´s home, the only life I ever know. Only you know how I loathe this place called Tobbaco road.
Gonna live, get a job with the help and the grace from above. Save some money, get rich and old, bring it back to Tobbaco road.
Bring the dynamite and a crane. Blowing up and start all over again. Build a town be pride to show, gives the name of Tobbaco road.
Chorus. But it´s home, the only life I ever know. Only you know how I loathe this place called Tobbaco road.
Vámonos al infierno.
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En el Infierno
06:38
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We die in hell, condemned to live (x2).
Liars build the walls around them.
Begging the sun to spare their lives.
Playing old songs to remember they are humans, yeah.
Submitting their souls into an electronic device.
We die in hell, condemned to live (x2).
A new generation will dance with hollow rhymes, the older will die trapped in a century of void.
The poor cannot handle the hunger they fell, and society can see its destruction on a screen.
Chorus. And we are feeling alone, and we want to die. It seems the road has no end, no fate, no love.
We die in hell, condemned to live (x2).
There are no heroes to follow.
Verbal distortion will rule the world, yeah.
The tyrants are feasting in their palace of gold, while the people are lost in a labyrinth.
Chorus. And we are feeling alone, and we want to die. It seems the road has no end, no fate, no love (x2).
Vivimos en el infierno, estamos condenados a vivir.
Chorus. And we are feeling alone, and we want to die. It seems the road has no end, no fate, no love (x2).
Ya nos chingamos...
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9. |
Cinder (Bonus Track)
04:13
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In the deep of my conscience lay all your words as a raw alibi, trying to justify my tears, trying to justify my fears.
As the wind in the morning dies, and my cry becomes a memory. Nothing is here but all this flames, only remains the cinder of my skin.
Chorus. Broken images, shadows moving. No more light in your mirror eyes. Just the void of your voice gone by (x2).
See my cold hands reaching your eyes. Forget my name, forget my soul.
I will pretend that I am alive, but I was just a dream that wanted to exist. Just a dream.
Shattered dreams to carry on, and no pride to conceal the nightmares. The taste of innocence is gone. As the wind of the morning dies, all around becomes a memory.
Nothing is here except the flames, nothing is here except the cinder of my skin.
Chorus. Broken images, shadows moving. No more light in your mirror eyes. Just the void of your voice gone by (x2).
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Devil ́s Whiskey Santiago De Querétaro, Mexico
An image of a sordid, sterile and violent border between México and USA. Is the terror of disappear. A sad drunkenness, a joint.
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