Text: Breed 77. La Ultima Hora.

IN A DARKENED PLACE
MAN WITHOUT A FACE
COUNT ON FINGERS THE CHOICES HE COULD'VE MADE
PAINT A PICTURE OF THE VIEW FROM UP ABOVE
YOU - AND SOON HE'S PAINTING IN BLOOD
AND THAT MAN IS ME
LA VIDA PERDI (I lost my life)
NOW I'M CASTING A SHADOW IN FRONT OF ME
NOW I'VE DRAINED MY HEART SO I NO LONGER BLEED
CLIP MY WINGS AND HOPE TO FLY
WAVE MY LAST GOODBYE
WILL I BE AWAKE|
HOLD MY HAND WHEN I DIE|
WON'T YOU TRY} x2
WON'T YOU TAKE MY PLACE|
BURN YOUR NAME IN THE SKY|
WILL YOU CALL TO ME
JUST IN MEMORY
EN LA OSCURIDAD TE ACORDARAS DE MI (you'll remember me in the darkness)
NOW YOU TURN TO RUN UP TOWARDS THE SUNRISE YOU CAN'T YOU'RE WALKING ON GLASS
NOW IT'S YOU OR ME

YA NO CREO EN TI (i no longer believe in you)
TOO LATE TO SAY THAT YOU SHOULD'VE FOLLOWED ME
TOO LATE TO SELL MY FLESH SO I NO LONGER FEEL.
CLIP MY WINGS AND HOPE TO FLY
WAVE MY LAST GOODBYE
WILL I BE AWAKE|
HOLD MY HAND WHEN I DIE|
WON'T YOU TRY} x4
WON'T YOU TAKE MY PLACE|
BURN YOUR NAME IN THE SKY|