| Sick of the sun | |
| Corroded by the rain | |
| Stolen laurels in felted hair | |
| Worn faces that have traveled a long way | |
| Wet rags sticking to her body | |
| Bruised skin and sleepless eyes | |
| Grinning and cursing malevolent skies | |
| Strolling through hells | |
| Whipped through heaven | |
| Flirting with venomous snakes | |
| Raping angels | |
| Strolling through hells | |
| Whipped through heaven | |
| Dancing on desolate streets | |
| When the skies rip open | |
| Forgot his youth, but never her love | |
| Forgot all his plans with life | |
| Forgot the roof, but not the sky above | |
| Mending their clothes | |
| Licking their wounds | |
| Scratches from the corals on their backs | |
| Love bites from the kisses of shark attacks | |
| Strolling through hells | |
| Whipped through heaven | |
| Flirting with venomous snakes | |
| Raping angels | |
| Strolling through hells | |
| Whipped through heaven | |
| Dancing on desolate streets | |
| When the skies rip open | |
| You that were banned from heaven and hell | |
| Murderers that have suffered great pains | |
| Searching in oceans of absinthe | |
| The land where it is better to live | |
| Black clouds pour their acid load on spiteful unbowed heads | |
| And they are spitting it back |
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