: We will facing the sun, waiting for these tings to come We smiling high watching the good things passing by Pretend the feeling fine, but inside we
stay friends forever forever Here I stand and face the rain I know that nothing's gonna be the same again I fear for what tomorrow brings Here I stand and face
: We walked through this world. Who controls your life here? Your life in the controlling hands of a being no one knows. Where is your life now? Not
: Three cars in front of the door. Big house and a limousine. They don't care They don't share They're fucking selfish I don't eat I don't sleep Because
: Men in grey coats. Everywhere my eyes can see. They Wander Enjoying the authority. In the classroom, people are taken. She with the yellow star, will
: It is winter The wind is picking up Newspapers raze through the streets like kites It is winter Newspapers raze It is winter, winter The tin cans
: Scared, creating fear, the best way to gain the people's trust. Lies, telling shit, the same old trick used before. Misleading, going on, exactly like
: Just a little, little bit of war. A little little undeserved, I feel the disgrace. Here I behold the fear inside us we can't stop the time. So unprepared
: Another Day Begins, awoken by black aurora, calling me to wait until darkness cloaked my eyes. Darkness cloaked my eyes. Standing at the edge of no
: (Instrumental)
: An army of white keys Guided by a black one Will play the notes In your eyes A three-act tragedy Artistic revenge For your mistake A sweet
: Broken glasses On the window sill A cut string Poison on red lips You ask me one more kiss You ask me to die for you A knife to your throat
: I?ve been down in the abyss for too long on a nineteenth century armchair to think the abstract. I left my shape on it, but no image. Tears cold
: A night gathering Of a wizard and a witch Who know how to let rose petals fly in the air At every movements of the hands An endless dance Changing
see the portrait of my past It consumes my mind with another memory I can feel every insecurity that comes from abstract thoughts (I move the disguise from my face
: You don't know what I am you like to give me a bad reputation My only question is about your sincerity you like to disarm my figure to put yourself
: In this ocean of many thousand faces. I' don't meet the one That is too familiar to me Another day is gone by and I'm sick of waiting the command
