The Last Parade

Standing on the way
wearing all the plate
I got myself ready for the sudden death
Planning, melting, jerking with the dices of the life
breathing the last touch of delight
it turns off... the light and the sky look at how it shines
it brights pouring out from my heart the beats make me feel so fly
what a beautiful paradox that my whole life fits on the rhythm of the box
that is the last parade is tthe last stop
It's the one last shot to touch the hope.


It's the paradox of the last parade
where life and death
both raid to a better place
The chronicles of life and death
where both of 'em raid to a better place.


Let the flames embrace your pouring soul
Let the raindrops hold your breath
Let the earth, let the wind it's time to leave
shut your eyes
stand your ground roll the dice
you can fight we will fight
until we die.


It's the paradox of the last parade
where life and death
both raid to a better place
The chronicles of life and death
where both of 'em raid to a better place.