Album 'Wrack and Ruin' di Hocico

01

El infierno que viene (01:32)

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02

Tales From the Third World (06:06)

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I'm a third world child getting mad
In this room among rats
Eating the waste the others don't need
Crawling to beg, to live

Tell me mother what time you'll be back
So I'm awake in the dark
Life is hard in these noisy streets
Since dad left us for this selfish dreams

I had a beautiful dream my son
We both rest in peace
All is white in a valley of flowers
No more hunger during empty hours

I scream, but no one hears

I'm screaming from this place
Can you hear me?
I'm screaming, no one cares for us
False answers, tales

We should die soon, so we don't recall
The greedy pigs of this world
Meanwhile, close your eyes my child
So we give up this fight

I have to kill you with pain in my heart
Please don't be scared
Together we'll be in the valley I dreamt
Away from pain, you'll understand

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03

Bizarre Words (05:53)

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Who are you carrying all those bricks for?
You don't know
Who are you crying all these tears for?
Ask while you fall
Is this acting or entertainment?
False sympathy
Insecure movements called depression
False honesty

So your pastis what attacks you
It hunts you down
What you have is just the false truth
From a pervert clown
Can't stop blaming, no one listens
Ears made to ignore
So your instinct's getting impatient
Darkness to adore

Bizarre words for deviation
Why, why resist?
Show me who you are
Wicked passions are
Bizarre words for deviation

Bizarre language touching your ears
You can't speak
There's no past goodness can fix
Mouths getting sick
You've lost yourself in your own thoughts
Feet can't touch the ground
Come and take what you're losing
Do it while you can

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04

Spirits of Crime (06:03)

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Possessed by spirits of crime
The wound she'll leave won't heal
I foretell a violent ending
´Cause they can't escape from this

She's opened too many doors
But can't see what she looks for
She stops her watch every hour
So her time doesn't run away
Is it a knife or a blade?
The shape anger takes
Evil rises again
It never happened before
Feelings consumed them all
She will stop the pain

A dagger cuts the air both breathe
A dagger marks the end
No crying, pain goes away

Suddenly it happens
she turns into the thing she was afraid of
Suddenly it happens
he turns into the thing he despised his whole life

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05

Born to Be (Hated) (original odium) (06:04)

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Since the day I came to this world
I´m the so called fallen
I´m just a nail, nailed in the soul
Hurting their weak side

Collective thoughts of rage and aggression
My words defy their culture of fear
I´m a breathing offense for their nature
I know I´m fated to be against them

From all the pleasures my fave one comes
My loud laughter will be always heard
Hateful by nature, loathsome

I´m the incarnation of ancient rancors
Violent dreams of a once-caged bird
Stupid white men detest my roots
And I won´t drown in my own blood
Look in my eyes now you see clear
A contradiction that brings the tears
A wild impulse waits for its time
I thank this anger for keeping me alive

I was born to be hated
´Cause I´ll never be a part of their dirt
That´s why I was born to be hated
Offenses are vain, every word´s the same
That´s why I was born to be hated
´Cause I represent just all that they fear

Chaos, all this is just vicious
I won´t die for what a shithead says,
Bastard pleasures
Legions living for obsession
Of those mad dogs licking ass,
Bastard pleasures

Does this face offend you?
Does this skin offend you?
I hope they do ´cause that´s
What I´m here for

I was born to be hated
´Cause I´ll never be a part of their dirt
That´s why I was born to be hated
Offenses are vain, every word´s the same
That´s why I was born to be hated
´Cause I represent just all that they fear
That´s why I was born to be hated
Disease of this age, I´m the hated race

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06

Love Posing as a Prostitute (05:24)

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07

Ecos (05:56)

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¿Alguna vez te has enamorado
de alguien que no te correspondió?
Eso no te impidió dejarlo de amar
o ser capaz de
entendenlo o bien... perdonarlo.
Sólo era otra niña deshubicada
era sólo un alma perdida
y tenía esa voz que,
bueno... temerosa.

Era como si pudiera tomar
todo el mal y toda la ira
del mundo y con solo una
palabra elevarlos al cielo...
y yo, la ayudé...
y le prometí que siempre estaría ahí
para protegerla.

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Dime, ¿qué es lo que crees?
En este mundo, en este mundo de intoxicados
Una voz que te enfurece
hace eco en tus oidos alterados.

Estás muriendo, ¿crees en ti?
Estás huyendo de algo vil,
violentos cambios sufres hoy
brutal ausencia, ¿crees en ti hoy?

¿Sabes?
¿Te estás muriendo o agonizando?
¿Sabes?
¿Te estás muriendo o agonizando?

Y simplemente
decides encarar
lo que aborreces
y quieres acabar
y hasta ahora
decides despreciar
lo que te enferma
y no puedes curar

No, No es lo que pasa por su mente
sino lo que pasa por la mía
no puedo evitar mi promesa
es todo lo que me importa, aquí.

Dime, ¿qué es lo que crees?
en este mundo de olvidados
un grito que huye de ti
hacia lugares ya abandonados.

Estás muriendo, ¿crees en ti?
Estás huyendo de algo vil,
violentos cambios sufres hoy
brutal ausencia, ¿crees en ti hoy?

Nada ni nadie podra llevarse lo que sabes.
Nada ni nadie podra llevarse lo que puedes ver.

Y simplemente
decides encarar
lo que aborreces
y quieres acabar
y hasta ahora
decides despreciar
lo que te enferma
y no puedes curar

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