In Couch's room, a body without speech
With life exposed
The past by turning inside out
demand response.

Does your destination
He played with your life, you threw confetti,
No soul, no love, like Puppet
He laugh in your face and tears in the heart ...

Like a boy
That left the hand of God and wanted to go it alone
Now groans and cries, is no bird nest
If you have lost without knowing the way back.

Talk to the walls but not hear the voice of the Father
Saying, "Son I'm Here"
Unleash cry arrested Gargaté:
"Oh My God, The Pain is Tanta", use your faith

Everything will change
I love you so
I want you in my plans
To make you happy ...!