Letra de Run

On my storm, on your sea,
we aren´t invited
to see the show in peace.
When I turned into
a violet seaweed,
when our names turn into used.

Make your feet
running on your way,
make your feet
running on your way.

Twenty four hours a day
under arrest while
gods drink to obedience.

Make your feet
running on your way,
make your feet
running on your way,
running on to hell
running on your way,
running on your way.

After all this time,
you can fall apart.
After all this time,
they have never stopped.
After all the tracks,
you marked on my eyes.
Well, I´m not encased
on my own mistake.

Make your feet
running on your way,
make your feet
running on your way.
running on to hell
running on your way,
running on your way.