1. |
El Conquistador
03:32
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Por última vez
Se escuchó aquella voz
De aquel conquistador
Que se equivocó al subestimar
A quien iba a enfrentar
Algunos lo lloran
Otros se apenan
Por su desaparición
Su historia se acaba
Gracias a Dios
Su tiempo se acabó
Algunos se acordarán
Que un día existió
Un gran conquistador
Que los engañó
El día de hoy
Un nuevo campeón
Se sube al galeón
Y en el horizonte
Denso y oscuro
Colapsa el gran timón
Con quién es que
Se encontrarán
Los sobrevivientes
De aquel gran ciclón
Que se hizo llamar
El gran conquistador
Seguro se acordarán
Que un día existió
Un nuevo conquistador
Que los condenó
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2. |
Welcome to the Zoo
05:03
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This is the story
Of the place to be at
Where water is lava
And eagles are rats
The jungle is here
There’s plenty of room
There’s plenty of evil
Just bring your balloons
Come on, my friends
Come, join the game
All the cages you see
Get inside and play
Black, brown or yellow
All the colors you like
All beasts are waiting
Just run for your life
Put on your suit
Try to be smart
Beware of the sharks
They walk on the ground
Hide in the forest
With all the snakes
The bears and wolves
The black widows nests
Jump in the water
It’s just as safe
Gators are friendly
Like everyone else
Come on, my friends
Enjoy the game
All the cages you see
Get inside and play
Gates never close
Shows start at noon!
Welcome my friends
To the world’s scariest zoo
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3. |
Petty Life
08:36
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Part i. Hypocrisy
I spare the love
With no actual respect
While hiding myself
Behind my true hate
I really am
An angel for my pals
The devil for the rest
Lame charade at last
Trust me, I say
You can’t go wrong
The truth has been revealed
By John God, the lord
I hold the guns
Not so the power
I’m just too coward
To start the fire
Part ii. Self pity
So here I am
Blaming the light
For the darkness in me
For the shadows around
And here I am
Telling what’s wrong
Trashing the different
In the name of God
So here I am
Bashing out the rest
For my petty life
Pretending someone cares
So here I am
Blaming you all
For the coldness in me
For the people I killed
And here I stay
Sitting on my couch
Looking at myself
Through a mirror with no glass
And here I lay
I’m getting old
Waiting…
Part iii. The waiting
(Instrumental)
Part iv. The End
(Instrumental)
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Juan Ignacio Quesada Orlando, Florida
I started playing guitar at 15 years old. I was self taught for almost 10 years until I started taking formal guitar and
music lessons. I now play bass and keyboards as well.
I write, record, produce and mix my own music with virtual collaboration every now and then.
I am a huge Progressive Rock fan. I make a living out of Information Technology and I write and record my songs during my free time.
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