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The trap is set
We all know that by now
The line is so fine
Between the chalice and the poison
Emotions are off track
If they get sick from lies
Going straight is boring
But going crooked captivates us
Drifting away

The kids on the corner
Were debating curiously
If Eve was the first whore
Or Adam the weak-minded fool
And it’s a theological dispute
In a heated controversy
From the very beginning
(Smoke and dust in their heads)
The serpent rules them
Eh, eh, eh

And breaking the flight
And the ground feels like air
And that’s why they crawl
Invalid, they twist
Always crushing more
As every garden wilts
Uhm uhm Uhm

And feeling that getting out
Comes after the last escape
From the return of nothingness
And from a will that no longer exists
Take my hand, come on and go
Come on and go, it’s possible

On the lips of death
Are the sweetest kisses
In its fingers, the caresses
With a fine gold ring
Eh, eh, eh

And breaking the flight
And the ground feels like air
And that’s why they crawl
Invalid, they twist
Always crushing more
As every garden wilts
Uhm, uhm, uhm

And feeling that getting out
Comes after the last escape
From the return of nothingness
And from a will that no longer exists
Take my hand, come on and go
Come on and go, it’s possible

Take my hand, come on and go
Come on and go, it’s possible

Take my hand, come on and go
Come on and go, it’s possible