Malverde Market
    (专辑: Masters Of The Dark Arts - 2012)
    
    In a 
country gripped by violence  In a 
land plagued by gunfire and drug money  One focal figure stands above the 
rest  Tonight, see why the 
people of Mexico call him  The 
Narco Saint   In the 
midst of the 
Malverde Market  In the 
presence of The 
Narco Saint  The 
vodka drink bottle smashed and the 
shotguns aimed  The 
reaper calling was enough to put 2Pac in paint  Murals of dead heroes, apocalyptic rain  We look above at all the 
scriptures say  Which is why, which is way  Sniff inside smoke from the 
biscuit haze  I 
sniff and daze in the 
alley with my towel dirty  Nursing the 
stab wounds catching visions of Malverde  I 
pissed away my life for years, look I'm now 30  Product of pistoleers, rocking a 
foul jersey  Holding my side together, chopping up perico flakes  Maybe now is my time to head up to that peaceful place  And all I 
picture is that last Chico's face  I 
should have seen it coming, those deceitful snakes  What happened after that I 
cannot say  I 
saw the 
face of Jesus, and then I 
woke up out in Santa Fe   (Ana Kasparian of The 
Young Turks):  Mexican officials have now detained a 
14 year-old child assassin  Who's admitted to decapitating four people  His sister's also detained because she is...  Basically admitting to dumping the 
bodies on freeways and rivers  Doing whatever's necessary to get rid of the 
decapitated bodies   In the 
midst of Malverde's darkness  In the 
presence of The 
Narco Saint  La Coka Nostra tagged on the 
walls of the 
House of Pain  The 
Reaper calling was enough to leave your house in flames  Tattoos of deceased idols, killers gone insane  We look above it on the 
witness face  Jury with a 
bitter taste in their mouths  Division in the 
distant haze  The 
pistol blaze like hellfire  Bullets whistle by like voices beyond the 
grave in a 
dead choir  I 
pissed away my life for many moons  Many shitty wombs in pissy motels  Exchanging bricks with many goons  Exchanging bullet wounds with many fools  I'm one of the 
most fortunate though, I've been torturing impending doom  And all I 
picture is when me and God talk  Looking like Tim Roth from the 
ending of Reservoir Dogs  What happened after that I 
can't tell you  But if you keep the 
faith then even death can't fail you   It's the 
latest gruesome discovery in a 
wave of violence  That's crippled this Mexican border city  Bodies of nine decapitated men were found in a 
vacant empty lot  In this poor Tijuana neighborhood, just miles from San Diego  California state police said the 
heads were discovered in plastic bags near the 
bodies  Three of the 
men have been identified as police officers  Their ID cards were found in their mouths  Official says drug turf battles are at the 
center of much of the 
violence here, claiming at least 37 lives over three days, four of them children...