the walls from tumbling down You never tried to pick me up when no one was around If I could break through If I could be strong If I could let go I could stop the echo
echoes of mesopotamia a whispered disease that left us on knees too weak to stand upon this empire nature's purity revealed wave the sword of science
Il suffirait simplement Qu'il m'appelle Qu'il m'appelle D'ou vient ma vie Certainement pas du ciel Lui raconter mon enfance Son absence Tous les jours