Scratching at my window
Knocking at my door
I can hear them coming
To take what we owe
We have fed Carcosa
Now she's itching for you and me
This is not forever
What did you think
The hour is getting later as we trudge through the sand
We will pay the citadel for the blood on our hands
We weren't asked to be here
So why did we come
Feed while the bodies burn
Don't leave any crumbs
Así es como tu lo quisistes
Así es como tu lo quisistes
Así es como tu lo quisistes
Así es como tu lo quisistes