Malu Must Die

There's a woman in the moonlight

With a warning in her eyes

There's a waterfall ascending

To an unforgiving sky

He can call it just a nightmare

He can swear I'll never leave

But the island gives its secrets

And the ocean doesn't sleep

One road out

No road home

Some deaths follow you where you roam

My loom, my style

My loom, my style, that's what the story keeps saying

My loom, my style that's what the water implies

He can outrun the warning

But he can't outrun the tide

Malu must die

There's a crumpled jet hyner

Bringing smoke into the trees

There's a shadow in the water

Moving silently beneath

There's a room above the city

There's a chain he cannot break

There's a tower waiting somewhere

For one final grand mistake

One road out

No road home

Every dream collects

It's home

But a warning isn't destiny

A prophecy can lie

The future wears a hundred faces

Only one of them a star

The island called him back

But the living put him on

Every time they learned a difference

Someone else was already gone

Maluma Style, Maluma Style

That's how the prophecy survives

Maluma Style, Maluma style

Keep repeating it until you believe the lie

As the story dosed, a warning was told

Now only his legend grows old

My Lou must die

Tell me something true

This is just a dream

And so am I