Lucro sucio
by The Mars Volta
From the album: Lucro Sucio; Los Ojos del VacĂo
Duration: 5:44
Lyrics for Lucro sucio
Rings of seven, you've tied us down Then lit sixty barrels to burn remains In search of a haven, we've stormed it for you But your family of thieves have never known no repent This I know, this I know This I know, this I know Don't tangle your feet with spiders that molt The quick of my blade to the choke in your throat When least you expect it, the further I'll get To a hole in your heart where God's never slept This I know Do you believe the outlands we roam The filthiest lucre lies in the unknown You can hide in the hills 'till our blood runs cold The torment I chase weeping nitroglycerin Have seeded the ground with my rifle lies faith This I know 'Cause I've lived in the outlands we roam Cazadora, como brilla Agua negra, almas perdidas Cazadora, como brilla Agua negra, almas perdidas But I believe we're gonna find you 'fore the night is through And all we ever wanted was one last chance Oh yeah But for all we really know we've been buried since the beginning Burnt offerings, I'm burnt offerings Burn my offerings, do you accept? Burnt offerings, I'm burnt offerings Burn my offerings, do you accept? This I know, this I know This I know, this I know