Your Eyes Are Full of Hate (41)

EL TOPO - 41

You're eyes full of hate, 41

Don't think that you'll escape, Hur's son

Keep rowing is your fate, 41

Drowning next to mates for the Roman Sun

How long have you been tamed, 41

The hope that you stay sane, under gun

Do you still harbor blame 41?

Masala had you chained and your family done

What would you do if you had another chance

Would you tell her everything instead of heading out to dance

With the Devil in the twilight Heaven in the skylight as

Another victim is just crucified at sunrise

Can you see the battle coming, 41

There's something I can't shake, Like you're my son

Already had one lost, 41

Is that why I chose your chains, as the only one

To leave unlocked, Ramming speed at 40 knots

Galleys fill up with the sea and tattered bodies all caught

In the swell and the death 41 will still help

One handed slaves entrapped in chains while slaying any guards

Who step

In to interfere with escape that is so clear

But he sees the Roman Sun and now he feels like the one son

Savior or a clean escape 41 for Juda's sake

Use the fire on the face of enemies so you can break

Maybe in the distance you see the right sail

Freedom is just living under Roman rules to avoid jail/death

Can you see the fires now 41

Tell me your desires 41

Cannot promise their alive 41

But maybe if you race you can still be the Hur son

Can you taste the rain now 41?

Just like the day he gave you water in the sun

Remember as the blood drips 41?

And washes away all the pain that has been done