Scanning throught the winter's tempest Making prevail your whish and fade away Blink like his plague Eternal flight that one day others had been to
This rug just harvests the glow in the eyes Handled by the father The father of suns Lie like his flag!
Living like a monster locked in the roof Crying in front of an image shattered like glass
Now I know who's the monster Living inside the straw's course And lie like his flag!
Weaving words around the passengers Leaving a brand new stage of hallucination
Just sarcasm so far
Spreading false hope into despaired hearts Inspiring true love from above it Just sarcasm so far!
Eyes wide open, the blurred lights of town Throught the storm we're freezing This nowhere maze just drags ourselves down Throught... the sarcastic pound
Escape to your crutch, easy way to test the passing luck Clean up around the coffins of friends and wait for another one Dancing jaws, evil thoughts consumed at the death state When the heart is about to explode it feels the spon's taste
Sarcastic you've won!
You've won
Compositores: Thiago Bianchi, Chico Dehira, Fabrizio di Sarno