MADNESS

I DUNNO HOW I END UP HERE

IN THIS DARK AND DIRTY SHELL

MY MIND FACE THINGS, THEN I WISH NOT TO SEE

THE BURN OF CIGARRETS REMINDS HELL

I WALK WIHTOUT NO DIRECTION

IN A LAND MADE OF HOPE

NOTED I WALKED IN CIRCLES

AROUND THE BATLLES THEN I FOUGHT

START LAUGHTER WHITOUT A REASON

AND CRY FOR NOT BE DEAD

WAIT DECOMPOSE WITH SPEND OF SEASON

REALIZE I GOING MAD

UNDER STAND THE TIME HORIZON IS MEANELESS

IF I COULDN´T KNOW WHAT I BECAME

THE PRETENCIOUS SMILE OF THE PRIEST

SHOWS ME HIS SPEACH AND HIS LIFE ARE NOT THE SAME

MY MIND TALK TO ME

NOT SEEM LIKE I SPEAK TO MY SELF

LOSE ALL, LOOKS LIKE I´M FREE

CROSSING OVER WHATEVER I EVER FELT

I DRINK MY LAST BOTTLER, LIGHT MY ONLY CIGARRET

I SEE A CROSS IN FLAMES WITH A FALL OF GOD

SAY GRACE FOR MY WASTE LIFE WITH NO REGREAT

BE GRATEFUL FOR RUIN EVERY CONQUEST I EVER GOT

IN THE GREATEST MOMENT OF MY LIFE

MY FINAL ACT OF DISOBEDIENCE AT HOLINESS

TAKE MY DREAMS AND LIFE TO SACRIFICE

CAUSE BE WHO I´M IT´S CALLED MADNESS

PEDRO ZATORRE