Idioma Origen:
words hit harder than blows
my heart breaks as my back is pierced
from tongues of vipers
clouds of rebellion against nourished hearts
body broken by poisoned mouths of deceit
your lies quench the fire within
blinding you from the truth why can't you see
I spit you out of my mouth
their throats are open sepulchers
their tongues practice deceit
the poison of vipers is on their lips
their mouths are full of cursing and bitterness
feet are swift to shed blood
ruin and misery mark their ways
the way peace they do not know
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
all will return to their grave
Idioma Destino:
words hit harder than blows
my heart breaks as my back is pierced
from tongues of vipers
clouds of rebellion against nourished hearts
body broken by poisoned mouths of deceit
your lies quench the fire within
blinding you from the truth why can't you see
I spit you out of my mouth
their throats are open sepulchers
their tongues practice deceit
the poison of vipers is on their lips
their mouths are full of cursing and bitterness
feet are swift to shed blood
ruin and misery mark their ways
the way peace they do not know
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
all will return to their grave