Disturbed - The Infection

Hace poco, mi grupo favorito, "Disturbed" sacó su nuevo disco titulado "Asylum", el cual he estado revisando todos estos días.

Una de las canciones más potentes (aunque, todas lo son) es "The Infection", la cual trata sobre como la depresión post-ruptura sentimental puede equipararse a una infección que debe ser errradicada de tu alma, de tu mente... de tu corazón.

Pero, mierda!, qué difícil y tortuoso es el puto proceso...

Acá va, Disturbed - The Infection:

In the back of my mind I can
Barely even remember when
There was nothing left to hide and
She had found her way inside then
I was forced to walk alone
Living in an empty home
All I wanted was to hide and
Try to numb the ache inside
And I’m still afraid of the lies
And a thousand voices share their
Laughter at my demise

Now if I am to survive
The infection must die
Murder the beast
That’s been eating me alive
The infection must die

Nothing left but a broken man
Terrified of everything
Nothing left of this foolish fright is
From memories slowly dialing
As he wakes again alone
Still a prisoner in his home
Ready to allow the dark to
Penetrate his broken heart
And he’s still afraid of the lies
And a thousand voices share their
Laughter at his demise

Now if I am to survive
The infection must die
Murder the beast
That’s been eating me alive
The infection must die

Come on, motherfucker

Now if I am to survive
The infection must die
Murder the beast
That’s been eating me alive
The infection must die
This is where I draw the line
This infection must die
I must be released from this demon of mine
The infection must die
The infection must die