Mis Cenizas lyrics by Xylocaine. Sin saber lo que enloquece Sin respuestas al temor Todo no es lo que parece Refugiado en el dolor De reventa, corazones...
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
Sin saber lo que enloquece
Sin respuestas al temor
Todo no es lo que parece
Refugiado en el dolor
De reventa, corazones
Deshauciados, sin color
Cuervos comen mis cenizas
Y dibujan este actor
Líneas caen, todo fenece
Con tu sangre en derredor
Lograr la calma que estremece
Salir sin piel, fiel evasor
Sé que ves lo que enloquece
Sin respuestas al temor
Todo no es lo que parece
Refugiado en el dolor
Xylocaine performs "Mis Cenizas", and this lyric page sits inside the Xylocaine catalog on LyroVerse.
Yes. The related section below points to Retazos and Albor de Mis Días with a short reason for opening each page next.
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Xylocaine's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
No listener comments on Mis Cenizas yet.
We only count reactions from signed-in listeners so the scores stay clean and trustworthy.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.