Kings from another kingdom We are preparing for a new attack It's a jungle when the night is coming So swallow your innocence and all your pride Tell your mama we're sorry We won't be back until the morning light Tell her we won't get married We're not the golden youth without a vice We're getting closer, closer without a limitation Getting closer, we are closer We're getting closer, closer to the root of us Getting closer to a dust It's so cruel, Casablanca Jungle It's so cruelly a Casablanca jungle Trying to find another shelter A revolution of our chains in love It's so close that I can almost taste it Tear up the inhibitions in the night We're getting closer, closer without a limitations Getting closer, we are closer We're getting closer, closer to the root of us Getting closer to a dust