When first flashes loomed over the sky
As a drop of despair flowing down the blade
The rain reaches the ground bringing us the end
Non existed souls flow up from mud
When the brittle blackness denies the light
We celebrate our hopelessness
And the hope escapes from the passed selves
And the hope escapes
As a drop of despair flowing down the blade
The rain reaches the ground bringing us the end
Non existed souls flow up from mud
When the brittle blackness denies the light
We celebrate our hopelessness
And the hope escapes from the passed selves
And the hope escapes
Non existed souls flow up from mud
When the brittle blackness denies the light
We celebrate our hopelessness
And the hope escapes from the passed selves
And the hope escapes