First I gather the colors
And then I just stay quiet
'til the hat appears and shows me the way east
I'll walk in the dark for days with a multicolor heart
'til the road is over and the cliff invites me to a sacrifice
Oh, the dream will swallow them as well
(Akrunturkas sektra in torbis)
Oh, the screams, they beautify the well
(Mal in ferba, mal in querva)
I'll gather them, I'll nurture them
Inside his brutal heart
I'll make them pure at last
The sun will rise for those who dare to abide
(Tell the lazy three, I'll come back from away,
With the strength that distances gives
I will bring their knees to shreds)
Tell the lazy three, I've found a cure for fear
And a symphony that shall remind their hearts that's all they need)
I remember
I remember the time when words just disappeared and I felt into darkness
No more multicolor b***erflies to go after
No lively little goblins to leave behind
I can't stand his way of making tea
Always a tiny drop
Always an untraceable and yet present spot
They can see it
They won't see it
Time only wants to move forward
But I need a little pause to dust
To remind my joints their purpose
The future not there but here
And then I just stay quiet
'til the hat appears and shows me the way east
I'll walk in the dark for days with a multicolor heart
'til the road is over and the cliff invites me to a sacrifice
Oh, the dream will swallow them as well
(Akrunturkas sektra in torbis)
Oh, the screams, they beautify the well
(Mal in ferba, mal in querva)
I'll gather them, I'll nurture them
Inside his brutal heart
I'll make them pure at last
The sun will rise for those who dare to abide
(Tell the lazy three, I'll come back from away,
With the strength that distances gives
I will bring their knees to shreds)
Tell the lazy three, I've found a cure for fear
And a symphony that shall remind their hearts that's all they need)
I remember
I remember the time when words just disappeared and I felt into darkness
No more multicolor b***erflies to go after
No lively little goblins to leave behind
I can't stand his way of making tea
Always a tiny drop
Always an untraceable and yet present spot
They can see it
They won't see it
Time only wants to move forward
But I need a little pause to dust
To remind my joints their purpose
The future not there but here