**“Muerto Es Mejor” plunges us into a bleak inner landscape where hope has crumbled and the very sky has lost its comforting blue. Through images of ruina implacable, dripping blood, and a “horrific moon,” Transmetal paints a portrait of someone trapped between life and death, suffocated by apathy all around them. The repeated plea — Muerto es mejor, sepúltame ya — is not simply morbid; it is a desperate cry for release from a world that feels like an “infame paraíso,” a paradise gone rotten.
At its core, the song is a raw meditation on existential despair. Each verse piles on sensations of confinement, bitterness, and futility until the only escape seems to be the grave. Yet, in classic metal fashion, this darkness isn’t meant to defeat the listener. Instead, it confronts us with the uncomfortable truth that acknowledging our deepest anguish can be strangely liberating. By wrestling with themes of isolation and sterile destiny, Transmetal invites fans to shout back at the void — turning pain into cathartic power, riff by thunderous riff.