Hocico

Blasts of dispair, they brought the fire in here
Took all to hell leaving what I abhor on earth
The inferno shattered the integrity you feign
Exposing the double side of a coin
What's your problem now?
What's your trouble now?
Could you tell me what the hell is wrong now?
Polluted conscience, twisted shapes
They choked your mind before you fell in shades
A quiet moon is dyed in red and gray
As if it wanted to bring me to that day
Don't say a word I will speak now
Waters in motion are so deep down
I've crossed the river I won't look back
Dig your own hole stay where you are