Right here in this world i melt
Down here in this flames i burn
My quest finally drives to an end
Some sort of malignant ironic fate
No answers to my calls
No reasons discoverded, all casual
No more flags to cary
Just arid soil. all is gone
Wandering in this infinit land of warm
Feeling the sun draining me of
No answers to my calls
No reasons discoverded, all casual
No more flags to cary
Just arid soil. all is gone
I search in the past the reasons for the clear nature of this fall
Down here in the cradle of my kind
I search in desperate the reasons why,
Why should everything came this far
Why the last sound is the beat of my lone heart
Now my old request is realized
And through the finger pass the sand,
That which covers all the lands,
That which is all that remains
