Late at night – waiting for the dawn
Scary whistles in the night
Pretend I have a peace of mind
Even though it's fake
I'm kind of haunted by some cries

Moving steps I hear – seems its not too far
Still the whistles sounding loud
Numb I have no place to hide
I cant find a place
Where I can run from all those cries

Walking in circles –
Such a maze in which I'm crawling
Theres so far I see a red flame in the wild

Would it be a spell from the curupira?
I am lost it's driving me mad
Is it a trick from my head or is it in there?
Suddenly it has drifted in shade

Moving steps I hear – seems its not too far
Still the whistles sounding loud
Numb I have no place to hide
Far I can see a red flame sparkling in the wild

Would it be a spell from the curupira?
I am lost it's driving me mad
Is it a trick from my head or is it in there?
Suddenly it has drifted in shade

Walking in circles –
Such a maze in which I'm crawling
Theres so far I see a red flame s in the wild

Would it be a spell from the curupira?
I am lost it's driving me mad
Is it a trick from my head or is it in there?
Suddenly it has drifted in shade