El Angel de la Muerte

It is impossible to say his name
Or to count how many have died
Asking for his drugs, money and fame
He showed up at my place
And I have never felt the same
He fucked me, then got up, got dressed
And left me holding my breath
He said: "I'm a former angel of death
So, chica, listen to what I have to say
It ain't free to just tap me to play
One way or another you gonna pay"
They say ignorance is bliss
Until death gives one final kiss
I made love to a Spanish grim reaper
And now I'm the biggest believer