Infierno Privado / 1461 Lyrics in English Weedthrash

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Infierno Privado / 1461 by Weedthrash from Spanish to English.

Only humble people go to jail

People who live in poverty

Because the authorities don't care about justice but about money

That's why the rich, bribing the state, keep stealing

They murder and turn the world into a slaughterhouse

Without ever stepping on the hell that is jail

In a hell of steel and concrete

Souls rot as time passes

How many are vile? How many innocent?

That doesn't matter; before the law it's all the same

Opulent scum kill by the thousands

And they'll never in life fall into prison

Power opens doors for whoever owns it

Only the weak go to that place

Where time passes slowly

And every instant is eternal

The days are the same, the same color

Where shattered beings, overwhelmed, yearn

For that jovial day of their freedom

In a hell of steel and concrete

Souls rot as time passes

How many are vile? How many innocent?

That doesn't matter; before the law it's all the same

Opulent scum kill by the thousands

And they'll never in life fall into prison

Power opens doors for whoever owns it

Only the weak go to that place

Where time passes slowly

And every instant is eternal

The days are the same, the same color

Where shattered beings, overwhelmed, yearn

For that jovial day of their freedom

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SONG MEANING

Get ready to charge into the mosh pit of social outrage. In “Infierno Privado / 1461,” Canadian shred-lord Weedthrash rips open the steel doors of the prison system to reveal a brutal reality where only the poor end up behind bars. With rapid-fire lyrics and pounding riffs, the song paints the penitentiary as a “hell of steel and concrete” that rots human souls, while the rich simply buy their way out. Justice, according to Weedthrash, is sold to the highest bidder, letting powerful elites keep stealing, killing, and turning the world into a slaughterhouse without ever touching a jail cell.

Amid clanging guitars and relentless drums, the track hammers home its core message: in a world where money equals freedom, the powerless are left to count endless, colorless days in cages, dreaming of that “jovial day” of release that may never come. It is a furious protest song, a call to recognize systemic corruption, and a reminder that true justice remains locked up with the people society refuses to see.

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Weedthrash Infierno Privado / 1461 Lyrics