Testo Dead Passengers

When there is light from up above

then there will come a sacred dove

to the basement, to the basement


When there is fear you won´t have to cry

napkins are here, they´ll dry your eyes

and blind them, and blind them



They will come to your home

When they are here

faces down


When there is greed taking control

moving the bricks and starving the older people

oh, people



if you seek shelter from your past

they´ll come to point their fingers where you cast your shadow

cast your shadow



They will come to your home

When they are here

faces down



But you

have been fooled

You knew the rules

by heart

There is

no guarantee

against infamy

out there



When there is trouble on the road

dead passengers will guide you home

they will lead you

if they can just feed you



They will come to your home

When they are here

faces down