Akhenaten:
When you raise your hand on her, you see a feat of arms
Shamelessly you tell it to your colleagues
What do you want? a medal ? Asshole!
Then the steam descends, semi-regrets, it's too late
Words won't do anything, they won't hide the cockades
The color of the "Sky", tinted by a tear of coke, Samu on the ring road
She leaves K.O. on a stretcher c'bocal the kids in their pajamas
Terrorized, soaked in images, already formatted to reproduce
Adults these acts, like a painting by Cézanne
His body yellowed from previous blows
His breath blows away the last moments of life of a couple giving in
But there's only morphine at the hospital that she escapes
Solitude helping apart from her kids, her existence is bland
When she was very young, she believed in the prince and his fables, and you were laughing
That she had you loved like you never were before, when the cries leave
His throat crushes and now what! it's heartbreaking
Shocked, the neighbors want your skin on every floor
The shattered objects attest to the rage, the storm chased away the storm
And 3 little ones hostage to it wedding, sitting on the steps
Happiness imprisoned in a space, broken and marked
The cries of love fade away, come the blows of the slats
Carried to the point of blood , insults
Just offended especially after two punches in the spleen
Selfish, we don't care about your life if you miss it
She will one day leave through the front door or 'snatch
When you complain to the guard that in the yard they made fun of you
Shurik'n:
{Chorus: x2}
When the hail falls fruit of the rage
To say that we like to let our hands convey the message
Life mishandles and it is life that suffers the storm
Love dies and the heart returns to its cage
br/>Shurik'n:
You're there like an idiot, standing when the ambulance shows up
Your knees are pounding, you mentally pray with your hands discreetly clasped
Your forehead oozing and no courage reproachful look on your face
Shame dances sharing the field at the emergency gyro
Then comes the time of pacing in the waiting room fearing to hear
Those of your kids who will no longer smile at you tonight, they have left the tender age
They know that it's not a corner of the door, it's the blows you give him
Who mark his heart and his face, their hatred will be tenacious
Love freezes leaving traces that nothing will erase
And you blush with dishonor before the blue of his arms
The blue with his eyes asking why?
Why? A man starts drinking finding himself lost in the dark
The only one to reassure him, at the same time serves as an enforcer
If that's what you wanted now you have it, you will be alone with your drink
And your kids will grow up far from you, alone with their mother
You fucked up everything, but you're still too drunk to see it
The hope won't come back, it's only you who is crazy enough to still believe in it
The corridor is filled with relatives, her family she doesn't even look at you
Apart from her brother full of hatred, this Sometimes I don't think you'll get through it
Don't blame your life where the stress is growing given the missing job
They say it's a game when one blow too many you lose your wife and children
br/>Such is the price of blood, dry your tears you had to think about it before
That his love dies slowly betrayed too often
Far from these happy days choked by your fists breaking this sacred bond
the marks on this bedridden angel screams erasing the good you have done
{in the Refrain, x2}

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