Letras:
Abajo N O D

that doppelganger laughing (manifesting wings) The dark side Drop trip Lost on a trip No acid can supply Because L.S.D. ain't what it used to be (for

salida solo desesperacion Entre la confusion y con la emigracion Una amnistia se convierte en su unica ilusion Nunca te dejes que nadie te humille y abajo

The 1800's, before the inception Of modern day ideals Fake grip of appeals Straight to the street run, no barroom virgin Double vision, cocaine To a

emergency dispatch i think something's wrong with words its so hard to construe the images follow a dream through a song the nightmare has finally come

of all they tell you 'bout sacrifice And they can tell if a woman ain't with you when you down 'Cause she never really could be your wife What it mean to be D-O-W-N

Bless me father For you've sinned against me It's been one week since you've raped me holy Father, your spirit inside me Holy Father, robbed my virtue

Messiah or man To me you gave this bloodied crown And with it came such tragic folly such strong devotion from those so weak Lend me your soul...I'll

Lay your hands...Your healing hands Upon my flesh...My sinful flesh And heal this soul...My tormented soul For I am lost within this place The light I

Take your heaven And leave them for the children Show me you're real And your hell Prove your greatness I refuse to believe these lies Can you show me