Tradução: Joy Division. Pascua (la versión de "más cerca" The Album).
A legacy so far removed, One day will be improved. Eternal rights we left behind, We were the better kind. Two the same, set free too, I always looked
Asylums with doors open wide, Where people had paid to see inside, For entertainment they watch his body twist, Behind his eyes he says, 'I still exist
A cry for help, a hint of anaesthesia, The sound from broken homes, We used to always meet here. As he lays asleep, she takes him in her arms, Some things
Instincts that can still betray us, A journey that leads to the sun, Soulless and bent on destruction, A struggle between right and wrong. You take my
In fear every day, every evening, He calls her aloud from above, Carefully watched for a reason, Painstaking devotion and love, Surrendered to self preservation
Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders, Here are the young men, well where have they been? We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber
ask for so much. Without the protection and infancy's guard, It all falls apart at first touch. Watching the reel as it comes to a close, Brutally taking
Procession moves on, the shouting is over, Praise to the glory of loved ones now gone. Talking aloud as they sit round their tables, Scattering flowers
So this is permanence, love's shattered pride. What once was innocence, turned on its side. A cloud hangs over me, marks every move, Deep in the memory