There was a tragedy in a catholic boarding school
Luanda 1965
50 children well behaved
Devilish little animals
Spread all over the whole campus
Poison against lice on the head of every child

Coma awakening
Nothing's fair and we all leave
Father all you'll ever be is a flower grown out of misery

Children eating with their hands
Itchy heads, wildly scratching
Wheezing and moaning all across the room
You started feeling dizzy too
All your friends have let their heads drop into their soup plates
Most of all the children were instantly dead

Coma awakening
Nothing's fair and we all leave
Father all you'll ever be is a flower grown out of misery

Voices from afar // nzeka kiambote
Chora, chora, chora para a frente nao chora atràs
Madre alberta
Am I dead and gone?
Flickering light, what caused this harm
This drug’s only been tested on pigs so far

I'll be a teenage soldier fighting invented borders
I’ll ignite the light with an eating disorder
Nurture my soul with ripe fruit let me unfold
Heal my body clear my head let me stay alive

Coma awakening
Nothing's fair and we all leave
Father all you'll ever be is a flower grown out of misery