Heroes del silencio – La alacena Lyric

The cupboard

Cloud that I had to swallow up,
you’re blinded today by your swollen eyelids.
I would fog the hours
exhausting and starving.

(2x)

Pour your neck over the ice,
let your lips get wet,
fill your mouth up with bitter liquor,
let your throat burn.
Dice game at the warehouse,
deep stares are pushing ahead.
Sincerity, the winner’s enemy,
widens the past and the future.