Lucro Sucio

Rings of seven, you tied us down
Then lit sixty barrels to burn remains
In search of a haven
We stormed it for you but your family and thieves have never known no repent

This I know
This I know
This I know
This I know
If you believe in the outlands we roam

Don’t tangle your feet with spiders that molt
The quick of my blade to the choke in your throat
When least you expect it
The further I’ll get
To a hole in your heart
Where God’s never slept

This I know
Do you believe in the outlands we roam

The filthiest lucre lies in the unknown
You can hide in the hills ’till our blood runs cold
The torment I chase wheeping nitroglycerin
I’ve seeded the ground with my rifle lies faith

This I know
‘Cause I’ve lived the outlands we roam (roam roam..)

Cazadora
Como brillas
Agua negra
Almas perdidas

Cazadora
Como brillas
Agua negra
Almas perdidas

Better believe we’re ‘gon find you
‘Fore the night is through
All we ever wanted was one last chance
Oh yeah

But for all we really know we’ve been buried since the beginning

(Backwards singing)

The glow in the water
The hum of the dead
The labyrinth we’re lost in
The gold that you crave burnt offerings
I’m burnt offerings
Burn my offerings
Do you accept?

I’m burnt offerings
Burn my offerings

This I know
This I know
This I know
This I know