For now there's no redeeming, Self-conscience all-consuming, All day my rage is burning, These scars I wear I'm bearing.
Untie the reasons That keep me restrained. This is the season, The season of hate. So!
I fear in no-one, Nothing can touch me. For lack of more frustration Or my reconciliation. I am the only Thing that destroys me. I hold my own convictions, Yo me rompo!
Why Am I a victim To myself? When everything burns, My torture lies within. Am I a victim To myself? When everything burns, My tortured life...
This presence ruled by anger, My rationale a stranger. I grip my own conclusions, Built up from my delusions.
I have encountered, Begin to tremble, Frustration blooming, It rips right through me!
I fear in no-one, Nothing can touch me. For lack of more frustration Or my reconciliation. I am the only Thing that destroys me. I hold my own convictions, Yo me rompo!
Why Am I a victim To myself? When everything burns, My torture lies within. Am i a victim To myself? When everything burns, My tortured life...