Letra da Música: Colours From The Land Of God - Kirlian Camera

Even those last illusions
are falling like exhausted bricks.
The image of your hair is making for bore
while worry is fading away.
Here comes a storm
sweeping away this last deep night.
Sexes still move,
bodies still move
to reconstruct all what has been.
My life is like a child's
feeling in advance when death comes to him.
I feel time is just running out
and a raindrop falls on my thoughts.
Stars enjoy flying away
but they don't know
later they'll get forever dead.