Sangre Al Fin - Soziedad Alkoholika

Arrastrando tu incapacidad

De ser persona

Por el barro de países ultrajados

Que has saqueado

Te has metido donde no te han llamado

Sin enterarte

Que la paga no vale la pena

Porque estás muerto

Muerto estás

Tu alma solo es oscuridad

Está podrida

Los fantasmas dentro de tu cabeza

Siempre regresan

No te va a compensar

Tu alma no puedes comprarla

Siendo solo una infame y sucia marioneta

Van a matarte a ti

Buscas muerte

Sangre hay al finPero hoy

Es cuando te ha tocado a ti Luchas por la libertad, Torturando, asesinando

En nombre de tu democracia Quien es?

Quien es el miserable?

Muriendo por ellos

Sus hijos nunca caerán

Volver

En un caja de pino

Besaste bandera

Ahora cubre tu cadáver

Buscas muerte

Sangre hay al fin

Pero hoy

Es cuando te ha tocado a ti

Volver

En un caja de pino

Besaste bandera

Ahora cubre tu cadáver

Dragging your disability

of being a person

Through the mud of outraged countries

what have you looted

You have gone where you have not been called

without knowing

That the pay is not worth it

because you are dead

you are dead

Your soul is only darkness

it's rotten

The ghosts inside your head

they always come back

It's not going to make it up to you

You can't buy your soul

Being just an infamous dirty puppet

They are going to kill you

you seek death

There is blood at last But today

It is when she has touched you Fighting for freedom, Torturing, murdering

In the name of your democracy, who is it?

Who is the wretch?

dying for them

Your children will never fall

Return

In a pine box

you kissed flag

Now cover your corpse

you seek death

there is blood at last

But today

It is when she has touched you

Return

In a pine box

you kissed flag

Now cover your corpse