In the mountains opposite
The brushes are dead
Damp walls
On the back slopes
Discolored
Coy childrens
A father who can't go back
A mother whispering from her fear
Too much money paid for lies
Freedom is the only patch in this game
Feets forth and back
No exit, their house is a fire place
No news value of their lives
The virulent homework left to us
Just yesterday when we were living in our mother's arms
As we run along the roads of our flower garden
Now we fulled in the sky
We cried out with mistral
We rained, we hailed
We disappeared again with the winter sun
Now we are reborn
Oh now we fulled in the sky
blood is everywhere
adorns the devil
toy hands
ashes full of words
folk songs are the same
other names
Be on nice roads to someone
Someone on the bridge without a view
Those who escaped and saved themselves
He's building walls in his gardens
The demons cruising arm in arm
Swings in postapocalyptic movies
We are in the epoch of superheroes
Just yesterday when we were living in our mother's arms...
As we run along the roads of our flower garden...
Now we fulled in the sky
We cried out with mistral
We rained, we hailed
We disappeared again with the winter sun
Now we fulled in the sky
We cried out with mistral
We rained, we hailed
We disappeared again with the winter sun
Now we are reborn
Now we are reborn
Oh now we fulled in the sky
Now we are reborn
Oh now