Letras:
Fuego Robot

bronca y el dolor ya no participa sus oidos sienten el zumbido de esa cruel sinfonia. Su estomago cruje su cara empapada de rabia. - Prisionera ? Robot, Prisionera ? Robot

: Crashing down on consensus. It's the vice that kills defenses. Piercing through sort of feeling. It only hurts if I let it take control of me.

: I speak too often, so I'll bite my tongue and try to listen to you angel And all this time, I couldn't find someone something like you and it tends

And now I look for answers, answers I can believe I seek the truth and find it, can science answer me? I feel there must be something deeper and understanding

work work until you die. work work until you die. work work until you die. you wanted to fill your hands to fill your stomach to fill your skin with something

soy... oh no... de no saber quien soy. Y que haremos en la vida, tal vez nada, por que no, somos barcas sumergidas somos fuego sin calor. El cielo

Tradução: Robo de fuego. Cadena.

Tradução: Robo de fuego. Casas.

Tradução: Robo de fuego. Oceans Apart.