Letras:
Winds Existence

Of thoughts to my being I wonder I contemplate my inner self My senses' only assailant In this reality So I rise above my creation Into my mind beyond

sangre nina de rojo de impureza del cobarde No existe viento pa tus desaires No existen verbos pa que te agaches No existe viento no existe verbo pa

people say that I'll never hurt you You'll never find No one in this lifetime So never mind That time and wind [Verse 1:] Baby, Lay your head to rest

that used to live there Ahhh that wasn't the city I remembered A Child in the street, barefoot pullin' at his Mama's tattered coattails: like a rat dogs existence

in the way of the Gods? We are instinctual artists. Atlas had nothing on what we've got. When half a race carries the weight of existence and society

that must exist it flies with music from our lips and steals a kiss and blows it out into the mist where castles stand on cliffs and cobbled streets they wind

organ up in the air You can't live in a home which should not have been built By the bourgeoise clerks who bear no guilt When the wind hits this building

shape of evil Over the rising kingdom of Transylvania Shadows - surrounds the ancient castle The palace of death far away where no light exist In the

limpid yet so used Veil of deceiving hostility Close now is the threshold of insanity Neverending force of hatred, fear, them darkened spheres Deprecated existence