Windows of their lights
Fill my blind heart with movements
That composes the dance of the life
That I'm supposed to play awake
[Poisoned water in the rivers of my brain
Disturbed prisms of the broken glass
Stars became the unique compass
The north of my mind
In this familiar maze]
Information consumes my left
Jealous of my ego consumes my right
Eternal war of judgment in the balance for the death
[Numbers, words and marks
Come with my breath]
Brothers with just one hand
[Come desires, lust and pride
I'm your master and lord]
Eternal war of judgment in the balance for the death
[Numbers, words and marks
Come with my breath]
Brothers with just one hand
[The collapse of souls is inevitable
The mother will choose the most capable]
Devices of astral body we became
The maker or tool is the eternal doubt
Devices of astral body we became
Shadows of movements screaming loud
And the building of tears goes on
A tower of passions that cover the sunlight
Eternal war of judgment in the balance for the death
[Numbers, words and marks
Come with my breath]
Brothers with just one hand
[The collapse of souls is inevitable
The mother will choose the most capable]
Devices of astral body we became
The maker or tool is the eternal doubt
Devices of astral body we became
Shadows of movements screaming loud
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