Pale washed red of crimson dreams
A lifeless glare at a loveless world
Sanguine solutions to hope's dissolution
I try to release this thought
Sleep walk trough
I try to release this thought
Build this cold heart again, arm my veins with joy...
White stained red of vacant eyes
The hollow dreams of barren life
Saline solutions yield no resolution
I try to release this mind
Sleep walk trough
I try to release this mind
Build this cold heart again, arm my veins with joy,
So I can free myself or let me see thy soul
Can I embrace you?
Noite de turbulência,
Espelho de carbono no meu passado
Coma, de uma plenitude desperta
Meus pulmões anseiam o ar
Construído neste corpo
E não há dor...
Coma of wakefulness, my lungs draw air
Built in this body, there's no pain...