I'm sad, I hate the worst feeling that exists The worst is that it exists, I'm even believing in Christ Sometimes it's even the big one and it's not big, what I watch Are things that don't even count, it's just living or just seeing Damn, I'm so fed up with this, I have real fears Living on a planet of fragile feelings I'm fed up with the television, with all the light content And this liquid society that takes away the passengers Tonight I try to ask for clemency, on a planet of dementia Because I know it's not a coincidence, it's this immense ignorance Intense intolerance, with a certain incidence For everything that is apparent, to the detriment of silence I'm attentive to any movement, to your prepotence It's not my impotence, it's the end of my innocence But nothing will take me away from what I have as an experience So much science, material, influence And all the human species, I see it emanating An insane envy, not even Osana was ready for this mundane life That she deceives with what she wants, drinking is a beautiful money It's a hologram of happiness in the middle of this urban jungle Welcome to the Serna, of the Republic of Bananas Where everyone practices whatever they want We already live in hell because the sky is full of swamps It's the paradise of euthanasia, it's the paradise of euthanasia Even in paradise there is a contaminated apple But it's paradise and we can't do anything Even in paradise there is a contaminated apple All our life was a poorly told story If you don't know where I come from, don't look for me in paradise Going to hell doesn't scare me, I think it's impossible to suffer more I no longer trust humanity, now everyone betrays me I forget the moral values, here there is only sin, the capitals There is no proof, not even a conspiracy that proves The true reason why the world is moving With so many things here that deserved a test of the new If you want to buy it, it's because... Explanations index, since the time of the index This is what we are delivered, it is much more complex Just open the field of vision like a convex mirror To see that something is wrong and we are its reflection No Illuminati, no Lunatic, it has already been seen that it is not even the Luatic The attitude that took served for a practical effect That's why there are things I don't trust, things that I trust That don't match my profile, like extremist politics or religious fanaticism Like the racist comment of a prejudiced Things that are in sight of everyone, I'm not enjoying it No one guarantees me that in paradise it is not more dangerous Even in paradise there is a contaminated apple But it's paradise and we can't do anything And if even in paradise there is a contaminated apple Our whole life was a badly told story If you don't know about my whereabouts, don't look for me in paradise Go to hell, don't scare me, I think it's impossible to suffer more I no longer trust humanity, now everyone betrays Forget the moral values, here there is only sin, the capitals