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Toast With Blood

Los Buitres de Culiacán Sinaloa

Brindo Con Sangre

Sufrio bastante por la culpa de unos perros
Y su apellido ni al caso
Pues ya estan en el infierno
Masacraron mi familia y me dejaron por muerto

Entraron cuatro ami casa, cuando estabamos cenando
Balacearon a mis padres
Y ami me vieron llorando
Violaron amis hermanas y me dieron un balazo

Nunca mire tanta sangre, el rojo quedo presente
Los mire que celebraban, por que le habian dado muerte
Al peor de sus enemigos
Pero cambiaba su suerte

Ya pasaron veinte años la mafia me cobijo
Jure vengar a mis padres, con el perdon del señor
Van a sufrir esos perros lo que de niño vi yo

Primero agarre a sus hijos, y una carta les dejaba,
Les recordaba el momento cuando de niño lloraba
A todos corte las venas y con su sangre brindaba,
Me empezo a gustar la sangre, de dos en dos agarre
Les corte los intestinos,
Y alos perros avente,
Lo que tanto presumia y que yo mismo corte

No es que yo sea inhumano que alla perdido la fè,
Que dios del cielo perdone lo que yo mismo logre
Y que dios tenga en el cielo la familia que vengue

Ya con esta me despido, y dios este por delante
Empece a matar temprano
Y ahora tengo que aguantarme
Y ahora para estar alegre
Tengo que brindar con sangre.

Toast With Blood

Suffered a lot because of some damn dogs
And their last name doesn't matter
Because they're already in hell
They massacred my family and left me for dead

Four entered my house while we were having dinner
They shot my parents
And saw me crying
They raped my sisters and shot me

I never saw so much blood, the red stayed there
I saw them celebrating, because they had killed
The worst of their enemies
But their luck was changing

Twenty years have passed, the mafia sheltered me
I swore to avenge my parents, with the Lord's forgiveness
Those damn dogs will suffer what I saw as a child

First, I took their children, and left them a letter
Reminding them of the moment when I cried as a child
I cut everyone's veins and toasted with their blood
I started to like blood, I took them two by two
I cut their intestines
And threw them to the dogs
What they boasted about and what I cut myself

It's not that I'm inhuman or that I lost faith
May God in heaven forgive what I achieved
And may God have in heaven the family I avenged

With this, I bid farewell, and may God be ahead
I started killing early
And now I have to endure
And now, to be happy
I have to toast with blood.

Escrita por: Eduardo Sánchez