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Red Suburbs
Gears
Coyote
Everywhere you go you are always alone,
As if the mark of the damned stuck to your face
Like a tattoo the symbol of dissidence
Of your criminal class, of your cries of vengeance
Unloved heir to illegal marriages,
The son of a whore from New Mexico
Of lies and hatred your life is a desert
The memories you keep leave you with a bitter taste...
The taste of your blood running down your face
br/>The stones that all the people of the villages threw at you
Having seen in you only a plague, only vermin
You who had stolen, pushed by the famine
Hold responsible for all their ills,
You are the plague victim among all
And as the men of the North are after your skin,
You flee alone where the wind pushes you...
With a pure and just heart they made a stone
You became the monster they saw
The pain of gangrene eats away at you the flesh,
Your dreams are nightmares forever
Lurking in the shadows of a last refuge
Hidden in the rubble where madness eats you away
You whose the future remains an adventure,
It is perhaps a vain hope that tomorrow reserves for you...
Coyote what is your real name, child of a black incantation
That of a world of corruption, cowardice, defamation...