The Last Supper - Hooverphonic

Park Guèll makes you even more beautiful

As if you were created by Gaudi the master himself

'Cause you consist of shattered thoughts

They never seem to bore even if they to turn you into hell

This last supper makes you even more beautiful

As if you were created by the master himself

'Cause you consist of imploding energy

Let me save you from your unbearable hell

Hell, hell, hell

From your hell

We can’t hide from our destiny

This chain is like an inherited spell

That consumes all my precious energy

That pulls me through wherever you fell

Fell, fell, fell, fell

You just fell