Ambiente cadáver - NARCO
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Ambiente cadáver - NARCO

Альбом
Alijos confiscados 1997/ 2008
Год
2008
Язык
`Spanish`
Длительность
253460

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Lyrics " Ambiente cadáver "

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Ambiente cadáver

NARCO

Оригинальный текст

No sé dónde nací, ni recuerdo de donde vengo

Solo sé que matando y desmembrando me entretengo

Loco, psicópata, desquiciado metal

Llámame como quieras por que eso me da igual

Y es que yo he nacio pa asesinar

Y es que yo he nacio pa matar

Disfruto con lo que hago maltratando el cuerpo humano.(bis)

Crímenes, fiambres pura realidad

Vivo con los muertos mejor que con los demás

Ellos me comprenden bailan a mi son

Molesto los cadáveres no los dejo descansar

Siento de repente que yo soy el señor

Así alargo sus vidas y no escapan con satán… satán…

(scratch)

Huelo la sangre fresca

Me pongo nervioso, cojo mis herramientas

Y salgo a buscarla, encuentro la presa

Siente miedo al notar mi presencia

Obsesionado y con una idea fija

Te machaco el cráneo con un pedazo de piedra

Los sesos me salpican, ya no piensas una mierda

De arriba abajo rajo tu cuerpo

Saco tus órganos, te dejo hueco

Parto tu corazón de un cuchillazo

Al cuerpo sin vida le arranco los brazos

Terminado todo el trabajo

Le prendo fuego, lo troceo en mil cachos

Busco un agujero para echar los pedazos.(bis)

Soy el matarife de los humanos.(bis)

Huye, huye…

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I don't know where I was born, nor do I remember where I come from

I only know that by killing and dismembering I amuse myself

Crazy, psycho, deranged metal

Call me what you want because that doesn't matter to me

And it is that I was born to kill

And it is that I was born to kill

I enjoy what I do mistreating the human body.(bis)

Crimes, stiffs pure reality

I live with the dead better than with others

They understand me, they dance to my tune

Annoying the corpses I don't let them rest

I suddenly feel that I am the lord

So I lengthen their lives and they don't run away with satan... satan...

(scratch)

I smell fresh blood

I get nervous, grab my tools

And I go out looking for it, I find the prey

Feel fear when noticing my presence

Obsessed and with a fixed idea

I crush your skull with a piece of stone

Brains splatter on me, you don't think shit no more

From top to bottom I cut your body

I take out your organs, I leave you hollow

I break your heart with a knife

I rip off the arms of the lifeless body

finished all the work

I set it on fire, I chop it into a thousand pieces

I'm looking for a hole to throw the pieces.(bis)

I am the slaughterer of humans.(bis)

Run away, run away...

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