The day that stands in front of the night
Borrowing in all its principles and l***
A calling for the young spirits
Produced in the backspace of the hard alleys
The spirit shakes upon its flesh and bones
Each of us are deranged by small things and bones!
We seek for strange subliminal sensations
We measure the weight of our losses
Upon the white snow everything collapses
But again regaining powerless feelings
Make it stop the waves of conscience
The red waters push like an unforgettable vibe
But we seek for strange subliminal sensations
And leave the crows outside to devour life
I face the weight
Brought down upon my shoulders
I face the waves
It never stops, it's never over
This strange sensation
I feel how it lingers
It breaks on me
Make it stop, it's devouring me
And I lay with all this hate
Borrowing in all its principles and l***
A calling for the young spirits
Produced in the backspace of the hard alleys
The spirit shakes upon its flesh and bones
Each of us are deranged by small things and bones!
We seek for strange subliminal sensations
We measure the weight of our losses
Upon the white snow everything collapses
But again regaining powerless feelings
Make it stop the waves of conscience
The red waters push like an unforgettable vibe
But we seek for strange subliminal sensations
And leave the crows outside to devour life
I face the weight
Brought down upon my shoulders
I face the waves
It never stops, it's never over
This strange sensation
I feel how it lingers
It breaks on me
Make it stop, it's devouring me
And I lay with all this hate