Mr. Shaw
The absence of the commitment
The territory of war
The wait that is absolved
Of the crimes behind their watersheds
It's an absurd power in which they reduce the guidelines
To a strange adoration for the devil
Begotten in the depths of this dark house
Where everything that is breathed is smoke
And white powder
Little Shaw corrupts this vision
And now has turned to watch our eyes from inside
The places we decided to visit
Are in the secret hiding place
Stocked in the aim of my memory
Between the instinct and the faded space
By the cells of the unconsciousness
It's weird as it seems forgotten
The soft wind blows the reminiscence
If living in the past is a dream
Administered through the history
Little Shaw corrupts this vision
And now has turned to watch our eyes from inside
And in the attempt to disappear from this place
The lights of the city adorn your ocular membranes
And it's an abstract instant that keeps suspended
The speed at which they will arrive for us
This night they will not come for us
And we will disappear at all
Little Shaw corrupts this vision
And now has turned to watch our eyes from inside
The territory of war
The wait that is absolved
Of the crimes behind their watersheds
It's an absurd power in which they reduce the guidelines
To a strange adoration for the devil
Begotten in the depths of this dark house
Where everything that is breathed is smoke
And white powder
Little Shaw corrupts this vision
And now has turned to watch our eyes from inside
The places we decided to visit
Are in the secret hiding place
Stocked in the aim of my memory
Between the instinct and the faded space
By the cells of the unconsciousness
It's weird as it seems forgotten
The soft wind blows the reminiscence
If living in the past is a dream
Administered through the history
Little Shaw corrupts this vision
And now has turned to watch our eyes from inside
And in the attempt to disappear from this place
The lights of the city adorn your ocular membranes
And it's an abstract instant that keeps suspended
The speed at which they will arrive for us
This night they will not come for us
And we will disappear at all
Little Shaw corrupts this vision
And now has turned to watch our eyes from inside
Credits
Writer(s): David Alfredo De La Rosa
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