Lyrics: Claudio Botarro / Music: Igor Leiva 



The grey southern ghosts...again

Announce me (falling in silence)...that

The Crawling mirrors

Are coming for us. 



Blinded by / their shining skin

By their colours / We're trapped helplessly 



Taking away all that we have

Taking away our joys and cries 



Travelling through / the endless currents

(Drifting) our best / and sweetest memories 



Watch the horizon when they are gone

Watch them burning by the sun 



Sardonic movements of fate 



And today I make this toast

I raise my glass, and drown... and drown all my pain.