Tyrant
He walks in circles
His brow is furrowed
He speaks with shadows
His tongue full of ghosts
Pale hearts will follow
They march they hallow
His face a symbol
He feigns a sorrow
Tirano
Él camina en círculos
Su ceño está fruncido
Habla con sombras
Su lengua llena de fantasmas
Corazones pálidos lo seguirán
Marchan, santifican
Su rostro un símbolo
Finge un pesar