Winds of Treason - Hocico

Blasts of dispair, they brought the fire in here

Took all to hell leaving what I abhor on earth

The inferno shattered the integrity you feign

Exposing the double side of a coin

What’s your problem now?

What’s your trouble now?

Could you tell me what the hell is wrong now?

Polluted conscience, twisted shapes

They choked your mind before you fell in shades

A quiet moon is dyed in red and gray

As if it wanted to bring me to that day

Don’t say a word I will speak now

Waters in motion are so deep down

I’ve crossed the river I won’t look back

Dig your own hole stay where you are

Winds of treason, metaphors of time

Treasons to sell me out, you left behind

The betrayer shows his face

Humiliation on his side

Fragile bones, breaking vulgar forms

Pores breathing scorn from a filthy soul

Don’t say a word I will speak now

Waters in motion are so deep down

I’ve crossed the river I won’t look back

Dig your own hole stay where you are

Winds of treason, metaphors of time

Treasons to sell me out, you left behind