.En la profundidad de la prisin
Doscientos brazos, mandan el taller>
La maquinaria est que puede arder.
Supernova.
Saliendo del portal a plena luz
Aquella guapa chica de color>
Era un domingo ms cuando ocurri.
Supernova.
Hoy se oirn los gritos de guerra
Hoy.
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