Pre .. Hum praa ... Hum pra ra

Following the space of time,
Gripping silently,
And only the shadow of demons roars,
Paint the walls as if the ballerina mimics the goose

We are not staring,
We do not say hello,
We do not have the patience,
Are the demons still there?

Pre ..
Hum pre ...
Hum praaaa ....

Spinning hand,
Lightning flashes eyes,
And demons roam unorganized,
Are we still there?

Pre ..
Hum praa ...
Hum pra ra ra ....

If you're silent,
Blood is no longer comfortable,
If you're calm,
The heart whistles cheerfully,
And the demons are more real

You did not say,
I do not speak,
Only the body moves wild,
Following the song clanking in the ear

Until the demons come to greet,
Our time has come !!!

Pre .. Hum praa ... Hum pra ra ...