Decapitado - Solitario

Sería paradójico morir estando muerto

Debo ser un ser invencible de momento

Insensible porque apenas ya ni siento

Que puedo decir al respecto si no un «lo siento»

Lo siento por las cosas que no viviré

Por ese iluso niño antaño creía que si

Por ese predecesor inocente que…

Deseaba ser mayor ignorante de su suerte, y…

Ahora el reloj marca días y no segundos

Las horas envejecieron y ahora son años

El sol cada día me parece menos brillante

Y creo que es porque antes lo miraban otros ojos

Ahora son proyectores de odio hacia el amor de otros

Porque su corazón roto le parece injusto

Él, que sembró bien esas sonrisas forzadas

Y cosechó un rechazo del que ahora se apodera

A decapitado su pasado

A tomado el mal por bandera

Ahora que ve que la vida no tiene sentido

No tiene motivos por los que seguir las reglas

A comprendido que el tiempo no es medicina

Que no existe la magia y las cosas no cambian solas

Se ha dado cuenta de que es todo es una mentira

Porque sabe que un día le asesinara su propia vida

Que no hay dioses si no personas con miedo

Que el bien y el mal no existen porque no hay cielo ni infierno

Que vida solo hay una y él la vive bajo encierro

Por una sociedad enferma que lo volvió enfermo

Ahora pasa los días encerrado en su cuarto

Buscando alegrías en su recóndito recuerdo

Mientras que aquellos demonios que cortaron sus alas

Gozan de alborozos a los que él no tiene acceso

Ahora sabe que la justicia no existe

Que la moral y los valores son un chiste

A leído historia y se dado cuenta

De que la paz es un vulgar señuelo en esta mundo en guerra

A decapitado su pasado

A tomado el mal por bandera

Ahora que ve que la vida no tiene sentido

No tiene motivos por los que seguir las reglas

A decapitado su pasado

A tomado el mal por bandera

Ahora que ve que la vida no tiene sentido

No tiene motivos por los que seguir las reglas

Tu puta madre va a seguir las reglas

It would be paradoxical to die being dead

I must be an invincible being for now

Insensitive because I hardly even feel anymore

What can I say about it if not a "I'm sorry"

I'm sorry for the things I won't live

For that delusional child once believed that if

For that innocent predecessor who…

He wished he were more ignorant of his fate than he, and…

Now the clock shows days and not seconds

The hours grew old and are now years

The sun seems less bright to me every day

And I think it's because other eyes looked at him before

Now they are projectors of hate towards the love of others

Because her broken heart seems unfair to him

He, who sowed those forced smiles well

And he reaped a rejection that he now seizes

He has decapitated his past

He has taken evil as a flag

Now that he sees that life has no meaning

He has no reason to follow the rules

He has understood that time is not medicine

That there is no magic and things do not change alone

He has realized that it's all a lie

Because he knows that one day his own life will kill him

That there are no gods if not people with fear

That good and evil do not exist because there is no heaven or hell

What a life there is only one and he lives it under confinement

For a sick society that made him sick

Now he spends his days locked in his room

Looking for joys in his hidden memory

While those demons that clipped their wings

They enjoy joys that he does not have access to

He now he knows that justice does not exist

That morality and values ​​are a joke

He has read history and realized

That peace is a vulgar decoy in this world at war

He has decapitated his past

He has taken evil as a flag

Now that he sees that life has no meaning

He has no reason to follow the rules

He has decapitated his past

He has taken evil as a flag

Now that he sees that life has no meaning

He has no reason to follow the rules

Your fucking mother is going to follow the rules