Odio - 2x

Para, dispara, acribilla y mata

hay tanta gente que se merece una bala en la frente

para que muera su mente y no piense, no piense mas

barbaridades putas verdades!

A veces me dan ganas de actuar

y patearte el hocico hasta hacerte callar

no mereces tener la palabra, ni el don a la vida

ni menos la calma

Y al querer tener la razón

romper la calma es nuestra labor,

labor que hacemos llenos de ganas

para, dispara, acribilla y mata.

Saca, siente, mueve aquel odio de tu mente

El sufrimiento no parará

solo tu odio crecerá, el crecerá

no podrás ir mas allá de los límites

que ha impuesto tu vida y la sociedad

cada vez mas, mas y mas, mas, mas y mas

adentro del abismo caerás

Hostil tu cara, hostil tu vida

hostil ** la calle, hasta en el aire que respiras

ya se acerca el momento del tormento

en que tu vida ya no tenga mas movimiento

y sea un engranaje a una máquina del sistema

que gire, que gire, reaccione en cadena

cadena de eslabones sueltos, cadenas de romper

con fuerza de cambio, cambio de poder

poder tener la vida en tus manos,

para que no te la quiten y te transformes en un esclavo

cerrado de mente tu vida la sientes pequeña vacía

prisión permanente

Para que no te compliquen tantos rollos

limpia tu cabeza, saca de tu cuerpo el odio

Saca el odio de tu cuerpo

sácalo todo y que no quede nada adentro

Saca el odio de tu cuerpo

sácalo todo y que no quede nada adentro

Saca el odio de tu cuerpo

sácalo todo y que no quede nada

Stop, shoot, shoot and kill

there are so many people who deserve a bullet in the forehead

so that your mind dies and you don't think, don't think anymore

atrocities fucking truths!

Sometimes I feel like acting

and kick your snout until you shut up

you do not deserve to have the word, nor the gift to life

nor less the calm

And wanting to be right

breaking the calm is our job,

work that we do full of desire

stop, shoot, shoot and kill.

Get out, feel, move that hate from your mind

The suffering will not stop

only your hate will grow, he will grow

you will not be able to go beyond the limits

that has imposed your life and society

more and more, more and more, more, more and more

into the abyss you will fall

Hostile your face, hostile your life

hostile ** the street, even in the air you breathe

the time of torment is drawing near

in which your life no longer has movement

and be a cog in a system machine

spin, spin, chain reaction

loose link chain, break chains

with force of change, change of power

to be able to have life in your hands,

so that they do not take it from you and you become a slave

closed minded your life you feel it small empty

permanent prison

So that you do not complicate so many rolls

clear your head, get the hate out of your body

Get the hate out of your body

take it all out and nothing remains inside

Get the hate out of your body

take it all out and nothing remains inside

Get the hate out of your body

take it all out and nothing remains