Inside your pretendingCrimes have been swept asideSomewhere where they can forgetDivine upper reachesStill holding onThis ocean will not be graspedAll for nothingDid you really want (x4)Refuse to surrenderStrung out until ripped apartWho dares, dares to condemnAll for nothingDid you really want (x4)Mysterons (traducao)Dentro do seu fingimentoCrimes foram varridos a parteEm algum lugar onde eles podem esquecerO divino alcanca lugares mais altosAinda aguentandoEsse oceano nao sera atraidoTudo por nadaVoce realmente quis? (x4)Recuse se renderA se esticar ate ser rasgado em pedacinhosQuem ousa, ousa condenarTudo por nadaVoce realmente quis? Faca, fuce, forceNao fique na fossaFaca, fuce, forceNao chore na portaFaca, fuce, force vaDerrube esta portaTrace, fuce, force vaQue essa chave e tortaOs meus fantasmas sao incriveis,fantasticos, extraordinariosSe fantasiam de Al Capone nas noitesque tenho medo de gangstersAbusam de minha tendencia mistica,sempre que possivel...Os meus fantasmas transformarama minha solidao em vicioE minha solucao em status quoFaca, Fuce, ForceNao fique na fossaFaca, Fuce, Force masNao chore na portaFaca, Fuce, Force vaDerrube esta portaTrace, fuce, force vaQue essa chave e tortaFeliz por saber que so sei que nao seiQ quem sabe nao fala, nao dizVida, alguma coisa aconteceMorte, alguma coisa pode acontecerQue o mel e doce, e coisa que eu me nego afirmarMas que parece doce, isso eu afirmo plenamenteFaca, fuce, force...Faca, fuce, force... AmizadeCoragemResponsabilidadeHonestidadeLealdadeDisciplinaCompaixaoTrabalhoPerseverancaFetakes time... Que esta minha paz e este meu silencio Nao iludam a ninguemNao e a paz de uma cidade bombardeada e deserta...Nem tampouco a paz compulsoria dos cemiteriosAcho-me relativamente felizPorque nada exteriormente acontece...Mas, Em mim,Na minha alma,Pressinto que vou ter um terremoto!(Mario Quintana) Hey sister why you all alone?I'm standing out your windowHey little sister can I come inside, dear?I want to show you all my loveI want to be the only oneI know you like nobody ever, babyLittle sister can't you find another wayNo more living life behind a shadowLittle sister can't you find another wayNo more living life behind a shadowYou whisper secrets in my earSlowly dancing cheek to cheekSuch a sweet thing when you open up, babyThey say I'll only do you wrongCome together cause I understandJust who you really are yeah, babyLittle sister can't you find another wayNo more living life behind a shadowLittle sister can't you find another wayNo more living life behind a shadow Brain DamageThe lunatic is on the grass.The lunatic is on the grass.Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.Got to keep the loonies on the path.The lunatic is in the hall.The lunatics are in my hall.The paper holds their folded faces to the floorAnd every day the paper boy brings more.And if the dam breaks open many years too soonAnd if there is no room upon the hillAnd if your head explodes with dark forebodings tooI'll see you on the dark side of the moon.The lunatic is in my head.The lunatic is in my headYou raise the blade, you make the changeYou re-arrange me 'till I'm sane.You lock the doorAnd throw away the keyThere's someone in my head but it's not me.And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your earYou shout and no one seems to hear.And if the band you're in starts