EDTS

I can't see him or hear him anymore,
And today they don't remember me.
There are no lights and don't even mention applause,
Not even history wants to know.
He got scared and his message is gone
Where could he have gone? Where can he cry?
He searched for the shadow of a faithful heart
And couldn't find it, there's nothing for him.

No one in the world stopped to analyze
That the actors can no longer speak.
Like a ruin, it started to wear away
What can’t be seen anymore, what was once true.
Now the stage is filled with mummies
That insensitively wave their flags of suffering,
Dissecting butterflies filled with water and bread
And the movement got stuck today.

My pillow says this can't be,
That we should do something.
Time is running and the train only passes once,
Someone needs to wake up their feet
And walk like it’s the end,
Tomorrow, who knows, maybe there’s no place.
This way, surely someone will find it
And they'll applaud again and start talking again.

If the fair came to visit him
It’d be easier for him to be saved.
And even if the mummies want to resist
The whole stage will exist again.
It’s the healthy anger of realizing something went wrong
And reversing it completely so we don’t have to feed
Worms without mercy
And return his offering today.

If the fair came to visit him, it’d be easier for him to be saved
And even if the mummies want to resist
The whole stage will exist again.
It’s the healthy anger of realizing something went wrong
And reversing it completely
So we don’t have to feed worms without mercy
And return his offering today.

Come on, the show is about to start
My character is going to understand.
Come on, the show is about to start,
My character is going to understand.