Despair eats us with a rustle
Then bites the cakes of our cloud-castle
Sharpens teeth and sharpens claws
And takes us with filthy paws
It drinks our dreams while we're younger
And devours us with feral hunger
We are slowly slipping into her trap
It will get power over us asap
But oh-la-la it can't get us
The losers - can became - the - stars
That beast that named Dispair reach us with smoke that colored black
And we run without turning back
But it corrodes us with fingers made of air
And it catches us fills the sence of dread
While we're running and afraid to turn our head
We are slowly slipping into her trap
It will get power over us asap
But oh-la-la it can't get us
The losers - can became - the - stars
So we turn up with it square
We go straight on to Despair…