paroles de chanson The Tears of Teeth - Fyrce Muons

Banished to the thick red land Buun and crew set out for the spaceship
Determined to survive and return home with the warning
A strange mist envelopes them, and their heads sear with a melting pain

Go away a might
Follow it with kind
Let it tame a fast
Such a stage you last
Far away you're made
From hate you're saved

Better days the soul makes
And drying our tears to cry
It will then cease
Will not grow cold
Drying our tears to cry

Will grow into endless glow
I'll turn a state of collared gain
The lie of great
The fall of men as you now float into that cold

Continue breed into unknown
I see your deed
I see your face
I see your freak
Into unknown
The tears of teeth