Los Blasphem - Chacatrán lyrics

Sarcastic, nasty, electrical your soul
 Little strangers talk about entrusts 
Awoke and thought those words wasn't solution 
The blood just paint their minds with your intuition Chuck! Welcome friend to my wonderful world 
I ride a train my goal is now here town 
 And now my dreams are disguised as confusion 
The blood just paint their minds with your intuition Wake up, it's time
 Don't let them hold, your breath
 Wake up, don't stop Awoke and thought those words wasn't solution The blood just paint their minds with your intuition Wake up, it's time Don't let them hold, your breath
 Wake up, don't stop