"Bastard Angel"         It's embarassing to see you wave that flag   When you try to give yourself a navigated tone,   You fix your damp collar, a wring of blood to your dick   You'd like it but it will not work.      You try to make me feel   Guilty for never, never having had   An identity, a defined and conformed   Middle class sexuality.      All the uniforms are shit   All the ideals are shit   Love and this nation have forced us   In a chain of sperm and blood.      A bastard angel will take me away from   The fatted tummy of God,   He will be the precise sniper that   Will center my weak chest.      A bastard angel will lick my wound while   Your hand will leave me,   While your hand will leave me   Bleeding on the floor.      Walk around my smashed skull   Walk around my disabled strenght,   I don't want to die so I can see your flesh crumble,   Your chest open.      The right road's the lie of intellectuals and criminals   Love won't give life to... the children we've never had,   Love won't give life to this job that will bury us.      Dissidents, passionate lovers and combed proud soldiers   Don't ask me more questions because   I've no memory because I never will...      A bastard angel will take me away from   The fatted tummy of God,   He will be the precise sniper that   Will center my weak chest.      A bastard angel will lick my wound while   Your hand will leave me,   While your hand will leave me   Bleeding on the floor.      You'll leave me bleeding   You'll leave me bleeding   You'll leave me bleeding   ...Bleeding on the floor.      You'll leave me bleeding   You'll leave me bleeding   You'll leave me bleeding   ...Bleeding on the floor.