Mardis gras - EAP

Daylight fading, desolate skyline Sun retreating giving way to dusk Canvas sinking to darkness Flickering are candles in the wind Following behind the trail of the living to the feeding ground All are one and the pulsing of a heart keeps an eternal bound Open your veins Open your veins Hoоk up the line it's feeding time Open the veins Drink of the body Blood like wine Bow low, bow low The children of the blood glow for the one eternal Pray now, lest the darkness fall upon our rite To the one eternal Peering in the night Servants Everybody on the lane coddled in peace The body had to cease Soar below your sky No wind below his dead wings To the pale one, this life, we owe Whispers trail in the breeze Ignore the sound, though malicious it seems Bow low, bow low The children of the blood glow for the one eternal Pray now, lest the darkness fall upon our rite To the one eternal Oh, the beauty abound Bow low before the pale one Pray now, lest the darkness fall upon our rite To the one eternal Interference howls in the dead of night The dead of night Remnants of an elden order circling hold tight Our innocence betrays our safety The reality of our destruction reaching for our sanity Solidarity besieged The remnants of an elden order servicing their vanity (vanity) Weep as the darkness surrounds Silent in the moonlight, as she goes The air is stale as he lingers on his own As he lingers on his own Harboring the foresight with the teeth drawn A commanding shadow pushes onward toward the throne Draining borrowed blood and roaring loud as thunder Nails tearing through the pale The preservation of a life gone Blood rains heavy in her trail Mirrored image The child of coddled demeanor A family torn Carry on by his side Wide in the middle Terrorize The hunger showing teeth Severing mortality The hunger grows inside Measuring a quarter in size He moves swiftly into the night So stay low, stay low The fury of the stealth-blow Drain the blood and the cries out to terrorize (see it in their eyes) The pleasure of the hunt is recognized Painting the town rose red beneath his feet Red upon his face For the taste, for the vengeance Deemed the savior eternally Painting the town rose red beneath his feet Red upon his face For the taste, for the vengeance Deemed the savior eternally Bow low, bow low The children of the blood glow for the one eternal Pray now, lest the darkness fall upon our rite To the one eternal Oh, the beauty abound Bow low before the pale one Pray now, lest the darkness fall upon our rite To the one eternal Servants Everybody on the street living in peace They rid it of disease Open up your veins, hook up the line Drink of the body Blood like wine Blood like wine Open, open your veins Drink of the body Blood like wine Son of darkness, feed in the dead of night

(¡Hey! Tanto dolor Tanto dolor, tanta pena ¡Ja, ja, ja, total! ¡Danny! ¿Qué fue?) Mamá mía, tú eres una lucia Se nota que te encanta la vagabundería La gentuzería, la gente de orilla 'Tate quieto, esa mujer está encendida Dame el movimiento que le ronca la manigueta Lento, lentito como en manteca Son gemelas, son guaretas Que tripleta, una blanca y una prieta Báilalo, mai Con tu jevo o con tu jeva Esto es algo Mardi Gras Collares, fiesta y botella Ba-Ba-Ba-Báilalo, mai Con tu jevo o con tu jeva Esto es algo Mardi Gras Collares, fiesta y botella Es que tu faldita pa mí es provocante De tu joyería yo quiero el diamante Aunque no lo he visto puedo imaginarte Si no soy tu amante, logre bailarte No me des teléfono, nunca vo'a llamarte La que alumbra es la de a'lante, en gigante Maleante pero elegante, boyante Volvió grampa' haciendo escante Báilalo, mai Con tu jevo o con tu jeva Esto es algo Mardi Gras Collares, fiesta y botella Ba-Ba-Ba-Báilalo, mai Con tu jevo o con tu jeva Esto es algo Mardi Gras Collares, fiesta y botella Asegura, tengo la verdura No sufra calentura pa luego hacerte arrugas Subió la temperatura, no hay ventiladores Este party es underground como se supone Te pongo a trepar paredes pa que bregues Danny, vamo'a darle lo que quiere Fresquería, jiguirri-manía Comiendo yautía hasta por el día Báilalo, mai Con tu jevo o con tu jeva Esto es algo Mardi Gras Collares, fiesta y botella Ba-Ba-Ba-Báilalo, mai Con tu jevo o con tu jeva Esto es algo Mardi Gras Collares, fiesta y botella (¿Pa' qué dolor? ¿Pa' qué dolor? ¿Pa' qué pena? Si desde que me fui ¡La cosa se puso buena!) Ba-Ba-Ba-Báilalo, mai Con tu jevo o con tu jeva Esto es algo Mardi Gras Collares, fiesta y botella Bob Marley es mi psicólogo Maelo mi psiquiatra Mis ángeles, abuela Benín y mi papá Pa las mamis ¿Con quién más? Danny Fornaris ¿Quién? Danny Fornaris, mami, ja, ja, ja Y total, y total, oye Que no se lleva Hey, Tego Calderon, el Don del don