Behold the tyrans there
Waiting for your silence
Holding tight your spine
Holding down the lines
Feeling their claws on me
Blooming like bluebells
Burning down your eyes
Burning down your guts
Who’s gonna tell them all
Everyone’s hiding
Hiding from their lines?
Behold the tyrans
Holding down the lines
And feel their shadows
And heal their shadows
Feeling now the time is coming fast
Waiting for the day they’re falling
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Observa a los tiranos allí
Esperando tu silencio
Sujetando fuerte tu espina
Sujetando los hilos
Siento sus garras en mí
Floreciendo como campanillas
Quemando tus ojos
Quemando tus entrañas
¿Quién va a decirles
Que todo el mundo está escondiéndose
De sus hilos?
Observa a los tiranos
Sujetando los hilos
Y sentir sus sombras
Y curar sus sombras
Siento que el momento se acerca rápido
Esperando al día en que caigan
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