from where the endless rivers flow
that is
where the Tecate
brings forth
LIFE
we are the sad,
the worn out,
the inescapable,
mesmerized
by the
trespasses
of the sun
we breathe
in TECATE
we fornicate
in TECATE
we sleep
in TECATE
down by the
dwellings
storms take our homes
rivers of mud and piss
break our hearts
kill our children
we believe 
in TECATE
GOD OF BEER
wisdom is not sought
wisdom is a lie
we have seen the buried root of greed
the measures and pathways
to desecration
we know the sounds
we know the sound
WE KNOW TECATE 
in a heart
in our stomachs
in our souls
WE KNOW TECATE