Es mi Sangre

Es mi sangre
The walls won’t talk
My thoughts don’t tell me much
I don’t remember sitting here before
The walls won’t talk
And I don’t hear a sound
A rotten smell is giving me some clues
I’m the end of the bloodline
Es mi sangre
Yeah I’m the chosen one
I am the truth in every lie
I’m the one who saves
And this is the chair
Where I belong
The walls won’t talk
But I can hear you pray
The world looks
Quite interesting from here
I’m the end of the bloodline