A Fatal Desire - Hocico

disappear, out of my sight our future’s clear

disappear, just fade away

we got lost among the ghosts

that live inside your door

we got lost, there’s nothing i can do disappear, follow your steps towards the end

disappear, behind all your flesh games

and your flesh’s calling on when you are mad and enraged

is your flesh calling me?

calling to die

disappear, follow your steps towards the end

disappear, behind all your flesh games

once you’re gone your fantasies

will hide beneath the storm

once you are gone you’ll sleep with the rats

and your flesh’s calling on when you are mad and enraged

is your flesh calling me?

calling to die