Lletres:
Ethos

There are so many fucking problems The human species seems insane What kind of persuasion is needed To affect beneficial change? Ethos musick Ethos musick

witness of the audacity Treaties of the past, can't be found By constraints None shall dictate, the privilege Others are devoid of Ethos of coercion

Traducció: Hora més fosca. Caràcter distintiu.

Do I know you from this cold life? Soulfulfilling love Colors like no one I feel I met you before this life I will find you I met you before I

Those whom heaven helps We call the sons of heaven They do not learn this by learning We, uncertain ones I call the last of ancients We only reason

We've got a long way before we work this out. So hold your breath. You cut us short and now we'll never know what it should have been. I hope this pleases

And so here I stand, face to face with you once more. But you just stare, cold-faced and blank as I try, like some strange osmosis to get my mind into

Walk past the corner we met at - with all the cars and the traffic. We've lost the words. It's like this never happened. We tend to think of tomorrow

The people line up to see for themselves, a flower unleashed at the peak of itself. But little do they all know all bets are off. You should've seen