Despair eats us with a rustle Then bites the cakes of our cloud-castle Sharpens teeth and sharpens claws And takes us with filthy paws It drinks our dreams while we're younger And devours us with feral hunger
We are slowly slipping into her trap It will get power over us asap But oh-la-la it can't get us The losers - can became - the - stars
That beast that named Dispair reach us with smoke that colored black And we run without turning back But it corrodes us with fingers made of air And it catches us fills the sence of dread While we're running and afraid to turn our head
We are slowly slipping into her trap It will get power over us asap But oh-la-la it can't get us The losers - can became - the - stars
So we turn up with it square We go straight on to Despair…