Oh, I let myself get completely brainwashed, mentaly and spiritualy weak and empty. I am balancing on the tight edge of superficiality. The moment has come to go back on track of self-realisation and to fulfill my destiny.
C’est moi, c’est moi, c’est moi, c’est… Je suis un océan caché.
But, every little thing I do, every little thought I think, every little breathe I take, is my way of praying for you for you for you
I am shouting, I am shouting, I am shouting ex tenebris!!!
Why don’t you let my screams be free?!
What’s the point really?
… you are truely alone when you lose h o p e…
Slowly I will fade and disappear within the deep lands of my emptiness. They say it’s better to feel something than to feel nothing at all. Well, I would say, what if those feelings of “something” lead us to even worse “nothing”?
En todo el cuerpo.”