Vile Whispers - Hocico, Rabia Sorda

Just breathe and look into my eye, don’t

fear what you see,

demon or angel you’re with us, good or evil,

no man of dust.

Spit out, Spit out, Spit out, spit it all out loud!

Just play against the rules of fate and win

the golden throne

who says you have to burn yourself to be a

servant in this shit hell?

Your blood will never cease to boil,

be brave and kill the beast

reject all believes and creed, the church

of sickness has to burn

spit out, spit it all out loud!

No gust, no glory in this game

true lie, the wounds feeding the flames

no man can penetrate my soul

my spirit’s dancing in this shit hellhole

no cage, no prison in this life

don’t fall, don’t fall into the trap

no man can penetrate my soul

my spirit’s dancing in this shit hellhole

In this shit hellhole…

In the end, I stay in the end

You just let the end

I am here again…

No gust, no glory in this game

true lie, the wounds feeding the flames

no man can penetrate my soul

my spirit’s dancing in this shit hellhole

no cage, no prison in this life

don’t fall, don’t fall into the trap

no man can penetrate my soul

my spirit’s dancing in this shit hellhole.