...Howding around in the shaddow woods... ...Howding around in the shaddow woods... Having good nights inside dirt minds... Turning truth into lies... Howding around in the shaddow woods... growing in Panama. And you recall that moment in the dark for a whiny whispers on your ears... ... Set me, save me! Brave me! The sky shouted and it sounds alright. E Tudo Es! E Tudo Es!...