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Plazas of carnage, bloody rewards

Fields of poppies, gifts from the lord

Act with the Devil, piling dead

Ransom slaying, payment in lead

Kingdoms ruled with fear and distress

Leaders killed on sanguine egress

Mangled bodies litter the streets

Masked sicarios, death repeats

Killing, a way of life

Murder, innocents die

Trono de narco tortura

Massacre 3111

Product is good, profits are high

Cartels reign, nowhere to hide

Wolves hunt, weak are the prey

Blood-drunk sadist, live for the taste

Underworld running it all

Mothers cry as brothers fall

Those in power turn a blind eye

They make the money selling the lie

Killing, a way of life

Murder, innocents die

Trono de narco tortura

Massacre 3111

Unto the eyes of death you will stare

We poison the earth without compassion or care

Execution and murder, they win every time

Morgues overflowing, a tempest of crime

The price is blood, and now the world will pay

Into our grip, we lead you into the grave