Sancho
Someone is chasing me
And you
He knows what we think
What we say
What we do
He knows what we're doing
And what we have done
He knows everything
About everyone
He's here
I feel the taste of his poison
Every day I feel [?]
Doing nothing but pray
I feel his thousands
Of pairs of eyes
Looking
From thousands of skies
I feel him angry
I feel him away
I feel him punishing us
Anywhere
We're here
We're here
We're here
We stand
We're here
We're here
At your command
Crying and dying
The way you like to be a small sin
In your everlasting comedy
And your comedy will born
But death is born with us
We are alive
But life is leaving us
How can you stay still
When you grow
With death within?
Who can live
Still?
When you grow
With death within?
How can you stay still?
When only stillness is coming
How can you dare
Not to dream
When only dreams could stop us
Running?
