Tekstovi: Pure Soundart. Emo Is Dead (Mcd). Poem (For The Dead).

Poem for the dead is this the future?
Killed all the rhythms for a reason I went spare
Languages I didn't speak sang in riddles
Bodies showed a threat cut ourselves

Be there (What are you waiting for?)
Be there (What are you waiting for?)
Be there (What are you waiting for?)
Be there (What are you waiting for?)
Be there (What are you waiting for?)
Be there (What are you waiting for?)

When disillusion becomes an illusion of myself
Something that even insects will make our love again

When I look back then I see the sun goes down (Be there)
What are you waiting for?