Slowly silence from my mind
shiny stars, mirrors who makes you blind
catch a dream from the living tree
Or make a wish of the pure blue ocean sea

Where do the fighters shine
Not in Your Eyes
I would to count to nine
Before the world dies

We will run away from glory
I want to make this to another story
Lies can make you to a dead man
come and run with me, be my fan
Broken Heroes!


Slowly heartbeat from your friend
Cocaine, don´t let it be his new trend
Blended rooms seems far away
But I will anyway give you this pray

Where do the glory shine
Not in Your Eyes
I would to count to nine
Before the world dies

We will run away from glory
I want to make this to another story
Lies can make you to a dead man
come and run with me, be my fan
Broken Heroes!