Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sangre Al Fin, artist - Soziedad Alkoholika. Album song Mala Sangre, in the genre Хардкор
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Roadrunner Records
Song language: Spanish
Sangre Al Fin(original) |
Arrastrando tu incapacidad |
De ser persona |
Por el barro de países ultrajados |
Que has saqueado |
Te has metido donde no te han llamado |
Sin enterarte |
Que la paga no vale la pena |
Porque estás muerto |
Muerto estás |
Tu alma solo es oscuridad |
Está podrida |
Los fantasmas dentro de tu cabeza |
Siempre regresan |
No te va a compensar |
Tu alma no puedes comprarla |
Siendo solo una infame y sucia marioneta |
Van a matarte a ti |
Buscas muerte |
Sangre hay al finPero hoy |
Es cuando te ha tocado a ti Luchas por la libertad, Torturando, asesinando |
En nombre de tu democracia Quien es? |
Quien es el miserable? |
Muriendo por ellos |
Sus hijos nunca caerán |
Volver |
En un caja de pino |
Besaste bandera |
Ahora cubre tu cadáver |
Buscas muerte |
Sangre hay al fin |
Pero hoy |
Es cuando te ha tocado a ti |
Volver |
En un caja de pino |
Besaste bandera |
Ahora cubre tu cadáver |
(translation) |
Dragging your disability |
of being a person |
Through the mud of outraged countries |
what have you looted |
You have gone where you have not been called |
without knowing |
That the pay is not worth it |
because you are dead |
you are dead |
Your soul is only darkness |
it's rotten |
The ghosts inside your head |
they always come back |
It's not going to make it up to you |
You can't buy your soul |
Being just an infamous dirty puppet |
They are going to kill you |
you seek death |
There is blood at last But today |
It is when she has touched you Fighting for freedom, Torturing, murdering |
In the name of your democracy, who is it? |
Who is the wretch? |
dying for them |
Your children will never fall |
Return |
In a pine box |
you kissed flag |
Now cover your corpse |
you seek death |
there is blood at last |
But today |
It is when she has touched you |
Return |
In a pine box |
you kissed flag |
Now cover your corpse |