oh, Belfegar (sloth) Songtext
von Rocío Lapaz

Call me immature
But I can′t look at you
Without awakening the passion of inaction
Yeah, my heart yawns as soon as my brain thinks about you

Venerating someone isn't effortless
And if I compromise I could end up being nourishment of snake

Oh, Belfegar you king of Hell, Hell, Hell
I let you blindfold me and I don′t know why, why
Oh, Belfegar you shall guide me, me, me
And carry me around while I fall asleep


The "Later Street", street
Leads to the "Never Square", square
A desolated, lonely and abandoned place
Where the art of feeling nothing presides

Venerating someone isn't effortless
And if I compromise I could end up being nourishment of snake

Oh, Belfegar you king of Hell, Hell, Hell
I let you blindfold me and I don't know why, why
Oh, Belfegar you shall guide me, me, me
And carry me around while I fall asleep

Venerating someone isn′t effortless
And if I compromise I could end up being nourishment of
Venerating someone isn′t effortless
And if I compromise I could end up being nourishment of snake