paroles de chanson Come Morpheus - Jorge Palma

The men arrived yesterday
My wings they tied up with a rope
You know that they rifled every little joy
And broke my very last hope

Dr. Caligari, they all look like
Squashing the people, savouring their blood sports
- You better stay at you dug-out
Or you likely will get hurt

So come, come Morpheus
Please end my restless nights
Help me live far beyond chaos
In any place that's surely free from blight

The swastika's the symbol of the sway
And there are guards standing by the door
Boy, I would rather hide away
Plunge beneath my sweet, sweet scores

And underneath the god's wrath
A man appears, he's got a function
He is holding aloft a torch
I guess he talks about destruction