Letra Clones (en inglés) - La Vela Puerca
A world blind (or do not want to see ..)
Prophet sick:
Or sos accomplice of him ..?
Castillo to ground
reality again, you're going ...
Matan lines, clones
become king
And the drawers are hidden and do not see ..
that there is no reason
to kill me, once and
and there they are ...
Their prayers, confounding lethal
The details of his current ambition ..
They fill corners
with versions of a sad costume
moral ...
When the ego, it is also drug
Ink is the worst!
The hypocrisy becomes fashionable
The faithful of the consumer, that drugs ...
Fears built (or you will pay ..)
Drop the poison, (or you do not want to give?)
Patéala seriously
you left your reality, without thinking ....
Speakers are
of ills, which make law ..
Many smudges, and patches, are not
and roles are already
hard to believe and power
respect.