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