octubre 2016

noviembre 2014

agosto 2014

abril 2014

Ada

Por |2014-11-29T01:26:49-06:00abril 1st, 2014|audio|

Ya llego… Tarde pero llego… sin embargo el vive Latino me dejo molido como para dormir más tarde hoy. Mañana será la noche de “Ada”

marzo 2014

agosto 2013

abril 2013

enero 2008

Spade

Por |2014-11-28T18:03:22-06:00enero 31st, 2008|audio, photo, regular|

The beauty spot was borrowed
Now my sweet knife rusts tomorrow
I’m a confession that is waiting to be heard

Burn your empty rain down on me
Whisper your death beats so softly
We bend our knees to the altar of my ego

You drained my heart, and made a spade
But there’s still traces of me in your veins
You drained my heart, and made a spade
But there’s still traces of me in your veins

All my lilies’ mouths are open, like to begging for dope and hoping
their little petal chant “We can’t kick, you won’t be back”

I’m a diamond that is tired of all the faces I’ve acquired
We secure the shadow ere, the substance fades

You drained my heart, and made a spade
But there’s still traces of me in your veins
You drained my heart, and made a spade
But there’s still traces of me in your veins

And we said till we die
And we said till we die

You drained my heart, and made a spade
But there’s still traces of me in your veins
You drained my heart, and made a spade
But there’s still traces of me in your veins

You drained my heart, and made a spade
But there’s still traces of me in your veins
You drained my heart, and made a spade
But there’s still traces of me in your veins

And we said till we die
And we said till we die

Thanxs S and HSG

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