Medo

Tear your sweat from mine
Disembodies
He says he never met
Uniformed in the guilt of sober madness
Fear will make you bitter in the world

Lost all desires in the corner bars
It was my entire past that passed through there
And looked at so many giants dying for the glass
Some cried for love, and I for what never lives

Tear your sweat from mine
Disembodies
Uniformed in the excuses of sober madness
The fear

Fear will corrupt you
Fear will make your bones ache
Leisure may even want to be more than a state, but life demands it