Dorsal Atl�ntica

The Ones Left Scream

In the morning a train came to pick up the clandestine

to the city erase a past to believe in dreams.

IAN distrusting and

the pals celebrating everybody's come to realize so it

was easy to run away



The wall's been returning



The two sides have always been the same piece they

were returning

maybe to the readjustment they broke into the door IAN

and his pals climb the train until the roof.



The law always triumphs.



Staring eyes on the horizon useless to ask IAN the

cables come flying inside cars the ones left scream

desperatly IAN lying cries

freedom comes dignified.



The train crosses the boarder IAN drops off and

disappears it's dawn

and both follow their destiny.



[IAN:]

"I've always imagined the sunrise as an omen on

the end of the world before this statement.

I'm only a child in torment they can

call me a man, I already have a raped soul how much

weight do I still have to carry for the mankind?"

Go to next door.