Who controls the past controls the future Who controls the past controls the future Quem controla o passado controla o futuro Who controls the present controls the past Who controls the present controls the past Quem controla o presente controla o passado My thoughts are getting wetter and wetter My thoughts are getting wetter and wetter Meus pensamentos estão ficando mais molhado e úmido I feel like a bomb a dirty outcast I feel like a bomb a dirty outcast Eu me sinto como uma bomba suja um pária I can't control my life let alone the future I can't control my life let alone the future Eu não posso controlar a minha vida e muito menos o futuro Strolling around in my nights my pain Strolling around in my nights my pain Passear em minhas noites a minha dor Acting like a rubbish pile vulture Acting like a rubbish pile vulture Agindo como um abutre pilha de lixo Devouring what's been left there by the poisoned pen Devouring what's been left there by the poisoned pen Devorando o que foi deixado lá pela caneta envenenada Who controls the pen the sword Who controls the pen the sword Quem controla a caneta a espada Turns people into excrements and ashes Turns people into excrements and ashes Transforma as pessoas em excrementos e cinzas Can anyone tell me why I feel so bored Can anyone tell me why I feel so bored Alguém pode me dizer porque eu me sinto tão entediado Stumbling through words, sentences, ditches Stumbling through words, sentences, ditches Tropeçando através de palavras, frases, valas But in the soundlessness of my dreams But in the soundlessness of my dreams Mas no soundlessness dos meus sonhos I'm sticking needles in your back I'm sticking needles in your back Estou espetar agulhas nas costas Blood is black so are my lips Blood is black so are my lips Sangue é negro assim são os meus lábios In black and white no one hears a scream In black and white no one hears a scream Em preto e branco ninguém ouve um grito An like the sheet in front of me An like the sheet in front of me Um como a folha na frente de mim My mind turns blank again My mind turns blank again Minha mente fica em branco novamente Afraid of my own signs, disfigured me Afraid of my own signs, disfigured me Medo da minha próprios sinais, desfigurada me I'm stripping silkly, grotesque I'm stripping silkly, grotesque Estou stripping silkly, grotesco Chorus: Chorus: Chorus: Words are a deceit Words are a deceit As palavras são um engano A shore no beach A shore no beach Uma costa nenhuma praia