For what it is, for what it comes,
Heavy artillery presents
I conserve, I conserve, I conserve the air, I interrupt and breathe
turn after turn restarting the turn
when I turn on and I guide myself by the wake
that one sweeps over and death takes me away
(heavy artillery, controlled, heavy artillery, the machete)
Unleashed, they teach me, they encourage me, they believe in me as I believe
for example, they are my eyes, they are my fists, pure bastards
there is strength, there is mind, there is...
(heavy artillery, controlled, heavy artillery, the machete )
Much better I perceive the panorama
the night comes and presents its lady
free, finally out of any condemnation
I climb among voices from inside to outside
(artillery heavy, controlled, heavy artillery, the machete)
Against currents, lazy, providers
a few life counters
correct runs, soothe wounds
ah! even those that are never forgotten
(pure Mexicans who control the machete)
I navigate the street, I intercept and forget everything that I carry with me
when I give in in total relief where the day delays the flight
(heavy artillery, controlled, heavy artillery, the machete)
I continue, logically upwards
they are my courage, they are my patience, my flag and also my secret weapon
 you didn't know? heavy artillery presents
(heavy artillery, controlled, heavy artillery, the machete)
The inhabitants receive the mantle
there are those who believe, there are those who do not believe so much
unique in all and in all any
expression and code of war
(heavy artillery, controlled artillery, heavy artillery, the machete)
Yes, of course, there are local aliens, visitors, all important
they are my hands , they are my people, they are the support that is missing in those sad moments
(blows I give, blows I receive and continue, from what I know, from what I say) for what I am, for what I say)
I take off, I take off, I take off big, starting and continuing
just a living being with sensed entrails
when what was missing appears speaking and listening that...
(heavy artillery, controlled, heavy artillery, the machete)
Now they are my mind, my heart, they are my blood
I respect all the people who are with me
br/>in good times and bad, no matter the reason
(heavy, controlled artillery, heavy artillery, the machete)
Light and reflections highlight paths
I only remember the one who is with me
for what is, for what comes
from the corner, to my life, on the path
(heavy artillery, controlled, heavy artillery, the machete)
Set of common ideas, a flame that starts everything in equal parts
mind sums up in three, have you seen?
(heavy artillery, heavy artillery, heavy artillery...)

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