Idioma Origen:
Stare into my eyes,
There is nothing inside.
I'm a prisoner, I'm never
free.
Spare me your surprise,
There is nowhere to hide.
I'm not leaving
'til you answer me.
I caught you, I knew,
That you played me a like a
children's game.
I won't go, 'til I know,
Could you tell me if you feel the
same?
Here we are,
As we break through the silence.
Raise your arms,
With
the help of the sirens.
Holding onto hope.
Stuck in shades of grey,
When
your tongue has been chained.
Every syllable is such a waste.
I try to pull
away,
From a bitter embrace.
I'm not leaving 'til you get a taste.
This
isn't stained in black and white,
And you know that's why I'm torn.
But
sooner or later we will subside,
To the answers found in noise.
And we'll
break through the silence,
Break through the silence,
We'll move through the
silence,
On past the si--
Idioma Destino:
Stare into my eyes,
There is nothing inside.
I'm a prisoner, I'm never
free.
Spare me your surprise,
There is nowhere to hide.
I'm not leaving
'til you answer me.
I caught you, I knew,
That you played me a like a
children's game.
I won't go, 'til I know,
Could you tell me if you feel the
same?
Here we are,
As we break through the silence.
Raise your arms,
With
the help of the sirens.
Holding onto hope.
Stuck in shades of grey,
When
your tongue has been chained.
Every syllable is such a waste.
I try to pull
away,
From a bitter embrace.
I'm not leaving 'til you get a taste.
This
isn't stained in black and white,
And you know that's why I'm torn.
But
sooner or later we will subside,
To the answers found in noise.
And we'll
break through the silence,
Break through the silence,
We'll move through the
silence,
On past the si--