In this room strangely, silent
Intimidating, sad, quiet and friendly
In the middle of bloody clay
Is not easy to think and stay
I can see light beings
Biting the air in one breath
I bow to them
Cause is better if I don't see them
In the middle of bloody clay
Is not easy to think and stay
I can see light beings
Biting the air in one breath
I bow them
Cause is better if I don't see them
They can change me
They can change the art
Rising senses
Leaving gravity behind
They can change me
They can change the art
Prompting the thinker
To its ideal
In the middle of bloody clay
Is not easy to think and stay
I can see light beings
Biting the air in one breath
I bow them
Cause is better if I don't see
Biting the air in one breath
I bow them
Cause is better if I don't see them
In the middle of bloody clay
In the middle of bloody clay
In the middle of bloody clay
In the middle of bloody clay
