Feelingless feat. Lawrence Dinamarca, Rachel Aspe, Jake E, Diego Zapatero, Cyhra & Cage Fight -
Metal Against Animal Cruelty
Nostalgia
Ages are lapsed forged by our trust
Humans' survival is about to collapse
An evil sickness confronts desire
Menacing forces hush the empire
The present is cursed
We mourn what we hold
We beg for the future to mirror the past
And desire to prove our dearest rights
Faith
The reckless act of the wraith
Who promises hope for the earth
Means vanishing darkness
Beyond the sun with wisdom and mirth
Shattered dreams, frustrated plans
Our existence is falling apart
Is isolation currently enough?
This situation is breaking my heart
The present is cursed
We mourn what we have
We beg for the future to copy our past
And recover our lives
We parish tonight
In the age of rejection, guilt is the affliction
Exposing our darkest temptations
Chaotic ideals spread by the sorrow
Have threatened strongly our nations
"The virus does not exist"
"The virus can't hurt a shit"
"So why should we all believe?"
They claim
They all agree to blaspheme
Faith
The reckless act of the wraith
Who promises hope for the earth
The present is cursed
Common sense has certainly arrived
Uncovering the ruthless lies
The truth was revealed, the stories were ceased
And spirits have opened their eyes
Even our present is cursed
We imagine our wishes
Will find a place in our hearts
(where they wil)l shine again
Humans' survival is about to collapse
An evil sickness confronts desire
Menacing forces hush the empire
The present is cursed
We mourn what we hold
We beg for the future to mirror the past
And desire to prove our dearest rights
Faith
The reckless act of the wraith
Who promises hope for the earth
Means vanishing darkness
Beyond the sun with wisdom and mirth
Shattered dreams, frustrated plans
Our existence is falling apart
Is isolation currently enough?
This situation is breaking my heart
The present is cursed
We mourn what we have
We beg for the future to copy our past
And recover our lives
We parish tonight
In the age of rejection, guilt is the affliction
Exposing our darkest temptations
Chaotic ideals spread by the sorrow
Have threatened strongly our nations
"The virus does not exist"
"The virus can't hurt a shit"
"So why should we all believe?"
They claim
They all agree to blaspheme
Faith
The reckless act of the wraith
Who promises hope for the earth
The present is cursed
Common sense has certainly arrived
Uncovering the ruthless lies
The truth was revealed, the stories were ceased
And spirits have opened their eyes
Even our present is cursed
We imagine our wishes
Will find a place in our hearts
(where they wil)l shine again
Credits
Writer(s): Francis Weyer, Roucher
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