More weight is constantly added. Limbs and body have become useless. All progress is paralyzed. All movement has ceased. There's no room left. All the space is filled.
Spread your wings. This is the sweet key to heaven. You trust in me. Always I'd know that we will together. . Don't lie to me, don't make me cry. I want to tell you that I will never hide.
Music: Albert Maroto. Lyrics: Elisa C.Martin. . I will look for the perfection. Making your sweet heart smile again. The simple things as the raindrops.
[bonus track]. . All God's children need travelling shoes. Drive your problem from here. All good people read good books. Now your conscience is clear.
[Originally performed by New Order]. . I feel so extraordinary. Something's got a hold on me. I get this feeling I'm in motion. A sudden sense of liberty.
I wake up, it's dark. It's cold, but I'm not freezing. I don't know where I am, don't know how I came here. I try to get up, but I'm paralyzed. The last snow is melting, it's march.
The rain soaks my apparels. The wind blow continuously, it's cold. A shelter is not visible. Protection seems to be out of reach. . The severest way I had to go.
Forgotten people in the streets. Lonely eyes in the darkness. I wish you could find me. I think you won't me. . Screaming words at the churchyard. The echoes fade away.
The dust in your photograph. Reveals the time gone by. These days seem so far away. Why did I return. . Your rooms didn't change a lot. But the things have lost your soul.
You've been warned by the media, warned by your friends. That the new shit's gonna be reeling it in. So you step in, hair face image into place. All that's left to do is make some crazy waves.
[chorus]. And I don't think. I just know that you won't understand. Nothing at all. . So what. Makes it hard to understand. That I refused to be bent.
Shades are rising above my head. Voices whisper a name. A coat of ice is covering me. A breath of decay drifts away. . "The soil is your father, don't try to escape.
I can't take it, I can't take it. I can't make it, move in time. I can't take it, I can't take it. I can't make it, pass me by. . As I stand paralysed like stone.
There's a grave adorned with black roses. Fog flowed over her body. Like a haze of a thousand painful tears. It's the place of memories. . Death is the release.
When all the clouds surround my head. Like bandages of ice. As if they could heal my wounds, but they're incurable. . When all the branches stroke my hair.
Awoke in darkness, my trembling hands are scarred. A brown crust on my fingernails. A sudden pain in my back reminds me of my dream last night. . I'm close to you and take your hand.
The bare wall is damp, a layer of mould is covering every joint. The pipes are leaking, it's dripping onto my ragged bed. Minutes seem to be days and days are years, so what am I waiting for? Too many.
Seal the chapters of your life, but they'll be immortal. Feel the scares you'll never seen on your skin. Try to remember who you are, you'll never realize.
You can dance if you like. So be home regardless. And it's a special night. But I'm used to this and I'm used to it. . Put on your best dress (put on best dress).
Chorus:. Let's take these bitches to War, war, war, war, war, war, war. Let's take these suckas to War, war, war, war, war, war, war. Let's take these bitches to War, war, war, war, war, war, war.