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Lucro sucio

de The Mars Volta

Dreams of seven, you tied us down
In the 60 barrels to burn remains
In search of a haven, we've stolen it for you
But your family and thieves that never know no repent
This I know, this I know
(This I know, this I know)
Don't tangle your feet with spiders that most
The quick of my blade to the choke in your throat
When least you'd expect it
The further I’ll get into a hole in your heart
Where God's never slept
This I know
You blame the outlands we roam
The filthiest lucre lies in the unknown
You can hide in the hills 'till our blood runs cold
The torment I chase with the nitroglycerin
I've seeded the ground with my rifle eyes faith
This I know
'Cause I've lived the outlands we roam (roam roam)

Ya es ahora como brilla
Alma negra, almas perdidas
Ya es ahora, como brilla
Alma negra, almas perdidas

Better believe I’m 'gon find you 'fore the night is through
The law you wanted, another man’s chains, oh, yeah
But for all I really knew it'd been mirrors since the beginning

(Backwards singing)

The raised offerings
Unburned offerings
Burn I offer is to you he says
The raised offerings
Unburned offerings
Burn I offer is to you he says
This I know
This I know
This I know

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