She was coming Only I knew her intentions She wanted to do her revenge Only I touch these icy hands I looked in her eyes… I can hear her voice bleeding again The sweet taste was always the same My hate became in my own pain I don't have words to thank or stain She was coming… mad and brute. She is coming now… to burn and boom. I FEEL THE OTHER SIDE OF TASTE I CAN'T, BUT I'LL RESTART THE GAME (Mad - Brute - Burn - Boom) What could I feel when I saw you? What could I say when I kissed you? What can I do? Where can I go to run? I won't to be numb… I don't have heroes to save me; I can't feel your heart beside me I'll try to see, I'll try to believe, I'll dream with you when I want... I FEEL THE OTHER SIDE OF TASTE I CAN'T, BUT I'LL RESTART THE GAME