Miranos hoy, nuevamente seguimos firmes, nuevamente sabemos lo que es mejor, tropezamos, resbalamos pero nos levantamos xke lo que nos une es aun mas
Que dificil es ahora sostener una actitud mantenerme de frente, con mi corazon latente La llama que sigue en mi es la que no voy a apagar, la llama
si quieres verme desaparecer. Hoy mi lucha por no ser uno mas sigue con vida, por mi y por mis amigos hoy voy a trascender. Voy a trascender por mi
Esta es una nueva etapa de mi vida en la que busco sobresalir y dar lo mejor de mi,solo sigo mi corazon sin importar tu maldita opinion Hoy las cosas
Aun te veo querer ser uno mas, hoy te comprendo, eres como los demas, mi manera de pensar nunca la cambiaras, trataras de hacerme caer pero hoy yo te
You are my God, you are my dog You kept me close, love never lost I called you hippie, you said, "Fuck off" Said your brother's a real punk rocker Something
You said you want it, you got it You said you want it, you got it I got the swag, swag for the rap, rap That makes you wanna move, I know you do But
If I live you will be sorry I have a thousand forms If I live you will be sorry Uninjured by your tongue If I live you will be sorry I have a thousand
Consumed by this overwhelming insanity My bones are crushing one after another. Agonisant sur ce sol, vomissant cette lente agonie. Pain buried, eyes
We've been here through all the circles And lived with the godless tyranny One day all of you shall be perfect And understand this is to be He has determined
good good good good, bad good good good good good good, bad mmmmm bad mmmmm bad bad bad bad bad bad bad mmmmm yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck, good
You are my god, you are my dog You kept me close, love never lost I called you hippie, you said fuck off Said your brother's a real punk rocker REFRAIN
If I ventured in the slipstream Between the viaducts of your dream Where immobile steel rims crack And the ditch in the back roads stop Could you find
[Music: Weston/Leard/Smail] [Lyrics: Balich/Smail] The astral doors are opening Bidding me to step on through A cosmic finger points the way Past skies
(Mike Da Costa) Good good good good, bad Good good good good good good, bad Mmmmm bad Mmmmm bad Bad bad bad bad bad bad Mmmmm Yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck
[I. DESCENT OF THE ANGELS] [II. PROLOGUE TO THE END] We've been here through the all the circles And lived with the godless tyranny One day all of you
Prevod: Ataraxia. Slow presegajo Agony.
