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Prueba Ácida

Many Eyes

Acid Test

Watch the light
It's going out
Watch the light
It's going out

But the flowers are still standing
Even after the flesh is laid to rest
I thought it all was obvious
I thought we were making progress
And my spirit has been raptured
From an acid test
I thought it all was obvious
I just wanted a little silence

You don't really see me at all
I'm vanishing into the wall
Field of toxic rot

It's not the light
That's going out
It's not the light
That's going out

There's a mountain of truth
And there's a fountain of youth
And when there's nothing in our view
Let 'em fight
Let 'em fight
Let 'em fight
Let 'em fight

But the flowers are still standing
Even after the flesh is laid to rest
I thought it all was obvious
I thought we were making progress
And my spirit has been raptured
From an acid test
I thought it all was obvious
I just wanted a little silence

There's not an innocent one
There's not an innocent one
Have your head cut off
And get your eyes burnt out
And let them eat your skin
And spread your fat around
Now you got a one-way ticket to paradise
Yeah, we got a one-way ticket to paradise

Prueba Ácida

Mira la luz
Se está apagando
Mira la luz
Se está apagando

Pero las flores siguen en pie
Incluso después de que la carne descanse
Pensé que todo era obvio
Pensé que estábamos avanzando
Y mi espíritu ha sido arrebatado
En una prueba ácida
Pensé que todo era obvio
Solo quería un poco de silencio

No me ves en absoluto
Me estoy desvaneciendo en la pared
Campo de podredumbre tóxica

No es la luz
La que se está apagando
No es la luz
La que se está apagando

Hay una montaña de verdad
Y hay una fuente de juventud
Y cuando no hay nada en nuestra vista
Déjalos pelear
Déjalos pelear
Déjalos pelear
Déjalos pelear

Pero las flores siguen en pie
Incluso después de que la carne descanse
Pensé que todo era obvio
Pensé que estábamos avanzando
Y mi espíritu ha sido arrebatado
En una prueba ácida
Pensé que todo era obvio
Solo quería un poco de silencio

No hay uno inocente
No hay uno inocente
Córtate la cabeza
Y quémate los ojos
Y deja que coman tu piel
Y esparzan tu grasa
Ahora tienes un boleto de ida al paraíso
Sí, tenemos un boleto de ida al paraíso

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