Our sense is not a fiction
Our remains are the best
If you have a pact
With your own hell
Immersed in dangerous ways
Take the knife
Kiss your second cross
And drop your kingdom
Now is your turn
You're not cursed
You are a soul
That all the time is freak
And doesn't have a lord
You are a soul
That all the time is freak
And doesn't have a lord
Incomplete never hear that thing
That someone said
Impatient never feel that hurt
With all your infected heart
The knowledge is your truth
The knowledge is your truth
Finish the wish
What is the people want?
You are so freak
While your people die
Finish the wish
What is the people want?
You are so freak
While your people die
Immersed in dangerous ways
Take the knife
Kiss your second cross
And drop your kingdom
Now is your turn
You're not cursed
You are a soul
That all the time is freak
And doesn't have a lord
You are a soul
That all the time is freak
And doesn't have a lord
Finish the wish
What is the people want?
You are so freak
While your people die
Finish the wish
What is the people want?
You are so freak
While your people die
Writer(s): Edgar Manuel Acevedo Garcia
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