Cleansing

Nothing breeds more contempt for this world Than the memories now formed Every moment, a new seed is grown To no reason, the trouble unfolds For the trials of today I'm no jury, really don't care how you feel The pleasant notion of miraculous change

From guilt to dust You think that I don't want to hate you I know that I never did like you This is not another passing phrase But I can see your face But when shit will finally break me Persistent in trying to get me El fuego que quema adentro Gets