In the beginning, the women were raped
the childhood was destroyed
the men were killed.
One Empire was
for another to be.
Blood and sinners and death
all around.
Now is the same.
The men called queer other men
because they felt superiors,
the women are being killed.
They bring here one God.
Now we have this God called drugs, alcohol,
machine guns, money and credit.
We are nobody on the surface
of this poor and devastated land.
Here in Mexico,
where is rising a hope,
we will be dead, any day, at any time.
We have been ruled by devils
and no God could help us.
This is the hell, a hell make by
alcoholics mens, by models,
by being the trash of the most powerful country on
this fake continent: America.
They got guns, they got cars, the got
the fucking mind of youth:
some by religion
others by substances
others by sex slavery
others by selling images
on TV.
We don’t have any chance
for being happy, we won’t own
our lifetime, we won’t get
our assurance, we will be in debt
for this and the rest of eternity.
They will continue
rising girls, raping them,
marketing children to be stars.
They command.
We are nothing on this shitty country,
but the shit of it, the noise of it,
the shadow of the tender light of the past.
Here we won’t rise a home
here we are not going to be respected
here we don’t value anything else
but a violent death.
They will buy
our life, the will sell their bodies,
here in this men’s country
no one will escape from the tyranny
of being conquest.
Five hundred years of being a developed
misery, this miserable land,
this horizon called bloody death.
Mexico will never be in peace
Mexico is a growing hell
and they command,
they procedure to kill us.
We will be always stupid boys
raised by Bible or by psychedelic streams.
Our punishment is to go on
among this bloody tale
and try to be someone.
But Mexico is a hell
a burning criminal hell
and it won’t change
because is our folk destiny.
Now at the rising of hope,
nothing will be different.
Our eyes
our minds
our bodies
our souls
will be continue
being raped
by otherty full of nothingness.
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