Melted the ice of sorrow.
Bloomed the flowers of spring 
that signal the time I borrow,
that take away as they bring.

Departures and lips of roses,
Arrivals and thorns and pain.
What I thought were roots
are just vines in the fray.

And yet I am stuck to the ground.
And yet I am stuck to the ground.
And I look to the sky and the moon hits my eye,
And I wonder if it ever looks back.

Wanderer wandered finding a home.
What were just walls became alive,
but soon it wilts, and the room bleeds.
And my eyes don’t allow me to sleep.

And my eyes don’t allow me to sleep.
And the bed is cold and it rips
apart its cold hands from my feet.
And I fall asleep to dead sheep.

The echoes of home disappeared
when the blossoms fell from the trees.
I hope that soon we can meet again,
Oh flower that goes with the wind.
                

In my mind lost like everyday, 
I walk around a thorny mess, 
A garden of thoughts and of hope a new ray, 
When a scent awakens me with tenderness.

I think of love and belonging,
Of safety and warmth, of home and of blessing.
I follow the trail as happy as it’s sweet,
The thorns disappear when I think we can meet.

Intoxicating guide for the garden sigh,
Familiar tender memories that arose.
Calling, tempting, thus follow I
the sweet scent of a wild rose.
                

Somebody told me I was just a nobody
Someone else told me one day I'd make history

I don't want to just stay the same and shy away and dry away
They think I will shine and that I will be really great
They say I will just be sitting home and that there I'll stay
But I don't wanna play
But I don't wanna play 

I just want to be free
Of this life dichotomy
Oh I don't know
What I want to be
I just wanna be free
Of what I am meant to be
Oh I don't know 

I could be a hero or a villain in this life fantasy
Or I could just end up like an NPC

But everyone is the protagonist in this game of life
But everyone is playing and life is not a game 
Maybe I'll be a speck of dust in a shining sea of stars
Maybe my brightness will fade off after a while.

I don't want the spotlight 
I just wish I could be free
Oh I don't wanna be
The next Villain or Hero 
Oh I don't want the spotlight 
I just wish to be....
                

Life
is
flowing
through me like a falling...
Branches of the tree,
how I hang waiting in the (thee)
shadows of my old roots.

I dream of the fall,
I want to stand up
All tall
and so short,
but free
to grow on my own roots, finally.

The material umbilical cord that holds me and nurtures me,
They're paternal ropes and chains that makes a prison so comfortable.
Flying from the nest, not an option for some, but
having the choice makes it all complicated.

A falling fruit from the tree of familial roots,
if only to seek freedom, cutting the branch
hurts the tree as well.

Life
is
flowing
through me like a falling...
Branches of the tree,
how I hang waiting in the (thee)
shadows of my old roots.

I dream of the fall,
I want to stand up
All tall
and so short,
but free
to grow on my own roots, finally.

Weak roots for the fallen fruit,
As weak feet for the fallen angel.
A flying dandelion, fragile.
Vines that must hold on, a wall to reach on.
                

I feel my shell decay,
Is this the only way?
Must stay to my heart true,
It’s all I’m holding to.

The shell for all to see,
I bring out everyday.
It slowly poisons me,
break out insane i may.

Resonance from the head,
Echoes when left alone
for too long, the lies said
with my smile, it's all gone.

I belong to nothing,
dispersed as everything.
As threads pull me apart,
can't just follow my heart.

Not alone, surrounded.
Even though supported,
In a pit of fire,
from my shell i tire.

And so I break the shell,
a monster as I may,
walk through beautiful hell.
This is the only way.

Every crack that makes its way out,
Lets a light pass through,
Opening
Myself
To
Me

Making myself vulnerable.
No shell to shield me anymore.
The air is turning breathable,
I can stay true all down to core.

I'm turning delicate and weak.
Now I won't need to act so tough.
Blood flows anew trough my rose cheek.
I have been faking long enough.

Every crack that makes its way out,
Lets a light pass through,
Opening
Myself
To
Me
                

In my sight
no delight,
shut the light I might.

Will I die
by my eye?
will I cry or to myself lie?

In my mind
I am blind
And to lenses I declined.

Shutter speed
light I need,
but my eyes only bleed.

Will to read
my own creed.
Must the limit my eye exceed?

In my mind
I am blind
And to lenses I declined.

Natural cure,
Oh so pure!
My own will will ensure.

And see the real
my dream fulfil.
But I can't, I'm ill of will.

In my mind
I am blind
And to lenses I declined.

And like a flare
a nightmare
I could see the truth you dare.

With it all dyed,
Phoenix eyed,
A new vision, truth inside.

                

By a cannon cloven the humanity,
Unbalanced heart, justice a necessity.
Far away a way in infinity,
The world walks in the grey line of morality.

Development by survival in egoism,
Impossible solution to achieve an utopism.
Death in war, heroism, patriotism;
Murderers of peace and cosmopolitanism.

By war impulsed of all times the men's progress,
Like muscles, develop by stress;
Of men's minds the exercise could stop the mess,
Wise men knowledge combine, success.

Under the flags the paint of a country's death
Dying by lack of harmony and health
Poisonous temptations of pride and wealth
The unbalance slave man's breath.

One can't take bitterness as existence,
Nor can one live fantasy in distance.
In a world where not everything shines radiance,
Learn and accept to live in balance.

Escape from reality, of a world the end,
Never ending dreams, keep blocking the sound.
Consume an escape, for death spend,
Blood and pain, suicide doesn't mend.

Joy and agony taste bittersweet,
Get through the worst, the best gladly meet.
For anarchic utopia a dream complete.
Acceptance, union and harmony, all else obsolete.

Forward the boat sailing,
Floating dawn, the will o wisp following.
Transition, vision, each instant the future improving.
A distant destiny, the sea, challenging.

Blind to our own destruction,
Only in death find education.
From defeat is born a reflection,
In union is seen perfection.

Of two worlds one I keep near,
But always with the other interfere.
One will die if I hold the other dear,
But united will both persevere.

Between black and white eternal dispute,
Imposition of a truth as absolute,
Freedom of mind from a cage so diminute.
Nothing is true, everything is permitted, follow your route.
Wise and silver shine in a grey morality execute,
Only then can peace in all things contribute.
                

A thought lately wonders my mind
Have i been touched by Death's  cold hand?
Has it anything in my life defined?
Am I a victim or just a viewer of its brand?

I've seen the pain of the living, I know death's tricks,
I've seen the numbers, I've seen who it picks.
Then I think of the suffering caused by my own death.
Will it be painful or will i happily breath my last breath?

Why is such a natural event so confusing?
Thousands will surely die everyday.
Living are only the loved ones grieving,
I can only imagine suffering in such way.

I know I cried when i first met it, for
I was innocent, I didn't know but to death fear.
Were those tears of love, empathy or...
Now i wonder if I lost or yet will loose someone dear.
Will I care and cry or...
Am I frozen and to cold fire near?

Fragile immortality, my age is never.
I dream to live, to die, forever.
Will my later years be gold,
If today in my youth I feel tired and old?

I feel the weight of age,
I can't hear or see, feel my soul sting.
I feel need to be a sage,
But youth in being wise I'm wasting.

My purpose is to immortal be,
I know it's not only me.
Immortal while dead, I'll need no mages.
It's by memories I'll live throughout the ages.

I hope no one cries when I die,
But I want to die with someone nearby.
I hope people party with dance and music,
I hope my friends tribute my art,
I hope to reside in memories and in their heart.
                

This change, this vital transition, 
Of seven suns the fourth's twilight
This unexpected fruition,
Embrace old hatred with delight.

Becoming an abomination,
I'm all the things I used to judge.
They'll achieve complete domination,
Embrace who you are, hold no grudge.

Let go of the fear to
Let through the dark in and
The light that comes within this
Evolution that marks your being.

Let go of the fear to
Let through the dark in and
The light that comes within this
Evolution that marks your being.

A metamorph in transition, 
Of seven suns the fourth's twilight
Old memories demolition.
Embrace old hatred with delight.

Of this new sun watch the creation,
Watch it spread, let it grow inside
Rise, shine upon this new sensation.
Fly away, cast your self aside.

I'm caught here in this 
Metamorphosis and
I embrace this new way to
Define myself, define my soul.

I'm caught here in this 
Metamorphosis and
I embrace this new way to
Define myself, define my soul.

Let go of the fear to
Let through the dark in and
The light that comes within this
Evolution that marks your being.

Let go of the fear to
Let through the dark in and
The light that comes within this
Evolution that marks your being.

Let go...
Let go of the fear to
Escape...
this reality that
Holds you...
back like a cocoon
And fly...
Fly free and alive

Truly alive,
Breathing this new air
That opens the eye
To the new dawn.

I metamorph, it's my new self.
                

[dream like interpretation solo]

[alarm]
[sudden stop]

:groan: not in the middle of the good part again!
Ahhhhhh, wake up...
Haaaaaa...

[walkie talkie voice]
Loading basic brain functions.
Un-cramp legs, move your arms,
Motivate yourself,
Come on, get up!
[noise]
GET UP!
[sudden stop]
...Open your eyes...

Feel, cringe, the cold water running.
Need the warmth that no one can have.
Wash the pain, the burden, away.
Start a new day, old day, the same.

Boiling on a flowing battle,
Brew mindlessly in my own kettle,
The drug that kills, life that settles.
Quartz resonance,  monotone loop.

Listen all, hear the voices speak,
Daily, global imposed hive-mind.
Run in flowing metal river,
Paths divided only you seek.

Staring at a changing screen,
Square emotions, eyes and backside.
All day long, be it employment,
Education, entertainment.

Daily, watch the doom everywhere,
I know we must do something now.
Hopes identity, no one's here.
The end comes and we all don't care.
We all don't care!

Staring at a changing screen,
Square emotions, eyes and backside.
All day long, be it employment,
Education, entertainment.

Listen all, hear the voices speak,
Daily, global imposed hive-mind.
Run in flowing metal river,
Paths divided only you seek.

Boiling on a flowing battle,
Brew mindlessly in my own kettle,
The drug that kills, life that settles.
Quartz resonance,  monotone loop.

Feel, cringe, the cold water running.
Need the warmth that no one can have.
Wash the pain, the burden, away.
End this old day, all days the same.

[music starts to get quiet, protagonist falls asleep]
[rain]
[volume progressively goes up]
[dream interpretation solo]

Lucid, aware, dreaming alive.
This is my true reality.
Dreaming, live out of the sine wave, 
Daily, dying; nightly, living.
Enter this new, this perfect world. [alarm sound]
Delta brain wave, colourful stop!

[sudden stop after alarm sound]

[slow bass echo] 

[Protagonist wakes up]

... [tired sigh] As always.
                

[ slow and bass bell sounds - 
1 whole note and 1 whole rest, 
3 times, in the fourth one there's an airport announcement]

- Passengers of flight 85J to Japan, begin boarding.
We will leave the airport in 7 minutes. 
Please bring with you only your most valued belongings.
- Passengers of flight 85J to Japan, begin boarding.

*Pause, with sounds of people sitting, 
then the bells sound again,
3 times and on fourth the plane maid starts to speak*

-The flight will be 12 hours long, 
You can pass the time by watching a movie. 
Today we'll feature: 
"Deadly nostalgia", "Please don't leave", "Snakes aboard an aircraft", 
"Viva México", "Desertor" and "We're all gonna die"
We hope you enjoy your flight. 
Thank you for choosing Guilt-llotine Airlines.

*Plane starts*

- Oh! I forgot... The lifesavers should be under your seats

-Wait... There aren't any! 

*Music starts*

Generated on point zero,
Starting the plot deviation.
Frown upon the random error.
Stranger scattered off the trend-line.

Rendered in an underground world,
Don't have a choice, a place to go.
Map off limits, search for glitches,
Loading a new set of data.

Bypass guards of society,
Climb up through the rocks of knowledge.
Loosing the weight that holds you back,
Now up top, see things different.

Crawling out of the hole I'm in,
Scratching desperate for a light.
A new life free of the green eye,
That killed the eagle and the snake.

Now in the end, near to the roof,
They all see as I leave this place.
Calling me names, pulling my legs,
Hold the stranger back in a cage.

As I struggle with this shadow,
I break the barrier above me.
As the light shines upon my face,
I rub the dirt off my forehead.

Seven hundred and thirty days,
Waking up, open my third eye.
See past the plains above our world,
Past the blindness I was born with.

Build a new home, render new world
Above the world we started with.
Arriving at my destiny,
The coordinates that I choose.

The data fits this, my new path,
Everyone has their point zero,
Their own place, point of existence,
A regression to find yourself.

[bell sounds again]

[airplane leaving message] 

-We have arrived to Japan. 
Those who survived, please step out of the plane in an orderly way.
 We apologise for any inconvenience. 
Thank you for choosing Life Airlines.
                

elpoep desserd rorrim fo dlrow a ni eripmav a nrob saw I
.secaf rieht fo noitcelfer eht ni tsugsid eht ees dluoc I dnA
dnik nwo ym fo ynapmoc emos evah, meht etib dluoc I dehsiw I dnA
.yrucrem fo doolb, nus eht tcelfer yeht dna, sgnaf on evah I tuB

.nwot ot nwot morf delevart, meht morf yawa efil ym lla devil I oS
.snogard dna seiriaf, sevle, sevlowerew: serutaerc ynam yaw ym ni dnuoF
,dnim ym gnipahs, lacitsitra eht, evarb eht, esiw eht morf gninraeL
.dlrow eht dnuora lla yrucrem rieht llips elpoep rorrim eht elihW

,wodahs renni ym fo larips eht levarnu ot yaw ym nO
,peels ym ni flesym dleh I hcihw ni niffoc eht fo tuo gnihcaeR
.ffo gniwohs dna dnuora lla erew ohw sdratsab ylkraps eht dnuof I
.eb dluow I taht gnihton erew yeht tub seripmav eb ot demialc yehT

.erehwyreve serutangis ,sehsalf revlis ,liof rettilg ni pu depparW
.sesproc 'srotsecna ym fo sdnah eht htiw srorrim eht ot gnivaW
.sthgil ytterp eht yojne ,ees ot tsuj seltsac ym lla nwod gninruB
.taefed ym ni nuf sdnif esle enoyreve ekil sehsa ni derevoC

,srehtorb ym lla fo seye suoredrum gninrub eht esir krad eht morF
,seripmav su fo tsuacoloh gniog no eht fo srovivruS
.citsalp fo edam sgnaf ekaf htiw yalp elpoep rorrim eht sa gnihctaW
.yawa ti worht ,og meht dehctaw I sa ,yas dluow I ,srehtorb ym ,esiR

,ytilaudividni dellac os ym htiw enola tfel saw I
.ytilanigiro dercas fo hcraes ni htap ym klaw I oS
.eid doolb ym was I taht won eripmav a em llac neve t'noD
.ma I taht sgniht eht dna emit fo sdnas eht morf ,htrib morf airetspiH

.maerts lufecrof eht tsniaga gnilggurts ,revir eht fo tuo gnippetS
.noziroh eht ni gnisir nus eht ,yrucrem eht ffo gniyrD
.llehs daednu siht fo flesym dir tsum I fles eurt ym emoceb oT
.efil fo koob eht rof kni tub ,eripmav a regnol on ma I
                

From the universe to the galaxies,
Forming dancing circular patterns.
From the dawn to our twisting particles,
Everything spins to the very own flesh.

Walking on the outlines of our spiral,
Asleep on the verge of a divine world.
Grasping the pillow of material,
Only thumb sucking in the womb of life.

I try to gather light and energy,
Like sand in my hands to put in my eyes.
To find a key to this sacred vessel,
I must bring light to the core of my dream.

Follow the path of the wise electron.
Open your mind to universal light,
Let it flow to perform a quantum leap,
To know the answers within our souls deep.

Life is a forgotten dream of our days,
Only in lucidity can we sail
Through the sea of life in spiral at night.
Stop being a spinning drunkard in this dark,
To ask if you are dreaming in this light,
To ask if you are dreaming every night.

Shame to wake up with a dry mouth and mind,
No memories of a sober sailor,
Just the sea in which we want to submerge.
To try again and gather sand and light.

See through the path of the wise electron.
Open your eye to universal light,
Let it grow to perform a quantum leap,
To search the questions within our souls deep.

Life is the hazy dream of everyday,
Only in lucidity must we sail
Through the sea of self and spiral this night.
Sober sailor brings light to spinning dark,
Asking if we are dreaming in this light,
Asking if we are dreaming every night.
                

I was born a vampire in a world of mirror dressed people
And I could see the disgust in the reflection of their faces.
And I wished I could bite them, have some company of my own kind,
But I have no fangs, and they reflect the sun, blood of mercury.

So I lived all my life away from them, traveled from town to town.
Found in my way many creatures: werewolves, elves, fairies and dragons.
Learning from the wise, the brave, the artistical, shaping my mind,
While the mirror people spill their mercury all around the world.

On my way to unravel the spiral of my inner shadow,
Reaching out of the coffin in which I held myself in my sleep,
I found the sparkly bastards who were all around and showing off.
They claimed to be vampires but they were nothing that I would be.

Wrapped up in glitter foil, silver flashes, signatures everywhere
Waving to the mirrors with the hands of my ancestors' corpses.
Burning down all my castles just to see, enjoy the pretty lights.
Covered in ashes like everyone else finds fun in my defeat.

From the dark rise the burning murderous eyes of all my brothers,
Survivors of the on going holocaust of us vampires,
Watching as the mirror people play with fake fangs made of plastic.
Rise, my brothers, i would say, as I watched them go, throw it away.

I was left alone with my so called individuality,
So I walk my path in search of sacred originality.
Don't even call me a vampire now that I saw my blood die.
Hipsteria from birth, from the sands of time and the things that I am.

Stepping out of the river, struggling against the forceful stream.
Drying off the mercury, the sun rising in the horizon.
To become my true self I must rid myself of this undead shell.
I am no longer a vampire, but ink for the book of life.
                

Miro hacia atrás y contemplo
los ríos de tinta que fluyen.
Frunzo el ceño en descontento.
Musas que ahora avergüenzan,
versos no quiero me humillen
el día que crezca el caudal.

Porque musas las hay muchas,
pero sólo tomo orgullo
de aquellas que nacen del ser,
que es eternamente igual,
y no de las pasajeras,
que hacen decir tonterías.

Y las musas vienen y van.
Y de ellas no quiero hablar.
Puede ser que a la próxima
realmente la haga enojar.
¿Ven ya el pudor de las musas?
No quieren estar desnudas
todas en un sólo lugar.
                

Por un cañón demediada la humanidad,
Corazón sin balance, justicia una necesidad.
Lejos un camino en soledad,
El mundo camina en la linea gris entre bondad y maldad.

Desarrollo por supervivencia en egoísmo,
Solución imposible lograr un utopismo.
Muerte en la guerra, heroísmo, patriotismo;
Asesinos de la paz y el cosmopolitismo.

Progresos por la guerra impulsados,
Como músculos, por estrés desarrollados;
Cuando pueden ser mejor entrenados,
Avanzar mejor con conocimientos juntados.

Banderas pintando de cada país el ataúd,
Muriendo por falta de armonía y salud
Soberbia y venenos que tientan al falto de virtud.
Humanidad del desbalance en esclavitud.

No se puede vivir amargado,
Ni en un mundo de fantasía aislado,
En un mundo que no todo es rosado,
Se acepta y aprende a vivir balanceado.

Escape de la realidad, un mundo destruido,
Sueños que no se acaban, seguir tapando el sonido,
Sensación de ausencia, un escape consumido,
Sangre y dolor, suicidio cometido.

Sabor agridulce de felicidad y agonía,
Superar lo peor y disfrutar con alegría;
Sueño de una utópica anarquía,
Propuesta de aceptación, unión y armonía.

Zarpa el barco hacia adelante,
Siguiendo el fuego fatuo, amanecer flotante.
Transición, visión, mejorar un futuro a cada instante.
Mar de desafíos, destino distante.

Ciegos a nuestra inevitable destrucción,
Sólo en la muerte se encuentra una lección.
De la derrota nace una reflexión,
En la unión se ve la perfección.

De dos mundos uno se prefiere,
Pero siempre con el otro interfiere,
Si se vive sólo en uno el otro muere,
Pero unidos harán que el otro prospere.

Entre blanco y negro eterna disputa,
Dominio e imposición de una verdad absoluta,
Liberación de la mente en una jaula diminuta.
Nada es verdad, todo esta permitido, sigue tu ruta,
Brillo sabio y plateado que en una moral gris se ejecuta,
Sólo así la paz en todas las cosas se disfruta.
                

Walking in the dark
world with all its might;
Bearing myself a mark,
Oh oh oh!
I, creature of the night,
Spot a source of light.

It shun into my eyes,
But it also warms my heart;
So I sat there, as my brain unwise. 
Oh oh oh!
For to feel pleasant I start.
I thought to get close to be smart.

Chorus:
How can this be?
I'm ice, she's fire.
Only fear it can inspire
But I don't care, I just aspire.
Love isn't banned for Ice and Fire!

Each time I did the night disappeared,
I saw the sun shine
and the rivers and skies clear;
Oh oh oh!
But I got too close and now I whine,
A burning sensation now I fear.

The friendly fire stared,
Poor thing, always the same;
as I walk away scared,
Loneliness, sorrow it proclaimed.
Oh oh oh!
For she and I a prayer shared:
Love is banned for ice and flame.


Chorus:
How can this be?
I'm ice, she's fire.
Only fear it can inspire
But I don't care, I just aspire.
Love isn't banned for Ice and Fire!

Bridge:

So how would it be for ice
to fall in love with fire?
But still, that beauty, happiness, I desire.
For love I am hurt and pay the price.

However to love she refused.
Captivated by the sun, leaving me in defeat.
But now dazzled and confused,
Hurt as our lips meet.

I am...

Shot by friendly fire!
Gun-like lips, 
Hurtful bullet my heart rips!
As I burn in desire!
So this is the love for ice and fire!

And I am...

Shot by friendly fire!
Could this be? 
What I wanted wasn't this!
As I burn in desire!
This is love for ice and fire!

OH I AM

Shot by friendly fire!
in my heart, like an arrow
peace and sorrow!

...

So did many things
cross my dazzled mind
Now by the friendly fire blind!

Ahhh!

And in silence now I wait
To be closer to that bright.
She believes I'm full of hate,
So my comfort is what I write.

Oh! 

Bridge:

So how would it be for ice
to fall in love with fire?
But still, that beauty, happiness, I desire.
For love I am hurt and pay the price.

However to love she refused.
Captivated by the sun, leaving me in defeat.
But now dazzled and confused,
Hurt as our lips meet.

I was...

Shot by friendly fire!
Gun-like lips, 
Hurtful bullet my heart rips!
So I remember your lips,
And I burn in desire!
That was love for ice and fire!



So I was...

Shot by friendly fire!
Eye to eye,
dazzled minds and broken hearts.
So I remember your lips
And burn in desire!
That was love for ice and fire.

Oh I was...

Shot by friendly fire!
And to think, my first kiss
was before a storm a bliss.
So I remember your lips
And I burn in desire!
That was love for ice and fire!

That was love for ice and fire!

That's how's love for Ice and Fire! OH!
                

Silencio, oscuridad, ¿tengo libertad?
Hay veces en que no es buena la verdad.
Romperán mis huesos, no mi voluntad;
Aun si muero yo, no muere la hermandad.

¿Cómo hablará sin un rostro?
Quien le quite la identidad, no soy el monstruo .
¡Que acabe rápido! ¡Qué tortura!
Me llena el corazón de amargura.

Sí. Me llamo Rómulo.
Odio al torturador, no disimulo.
Inmóvil no es hacer nada. 
Intente, no moverá mi quijada.

¡Desesperación!
¡¿Cómo es que no forma una oración?!
Si mi arma son las palabras,
¡¿Cómo aguanta sin munición?!
¿Porqué sufrir torturas macabras?
¿Qué no ve que es mi obligación?
¡Yo soy el bueno en esta interrogación!

Luz cegadora, ¡lo que es ser alguien!
Hablar sin hablar, torceduras, locuras.
La munición sirve dependiendo de quién.
Torturador torturado, bueno o malo,
Aún así hace torturas.

¡Silencio! ¡Que te calles!
Te pedí que hablaras, 
Que tu arma sacaras.
Pero yo soy el que hace que falles;
No puede ser que a mi argumento
Un hoyo le halles.
Mi muerte es que ni con tormento
La lengua soltaras.

El silencio y la muerte
Sólo me deparan.
El muerto es más fuerte.
Mi vida aquí para.

Prefiero tortura
Prefiero la muerte,
A la traición de lo que defendí,
La razón por la que viví.
Salvo a los otros con mi suerte, 
¡Mi ideal no tendrá censura!

Te ruego Pedro, te ruego Rómulo
Me digas tan siquiera un nombre
Si no habré vivido de crédulo,
Y habré muerto avergonzado:
Maté a un hombre y no dio resultado.

No, coronel, no diré nada.
                

 Nada tiene sentido
 Olvido lo que he vivido
 Total desconcierto, ¿qué es lo cierto?
¿He vivido una mentira?
 Inicio de una nueva etapa
 No se si en la ilusión gira
 Grandes cuestiones, cambios... todo me atrapa

 Impresiones, ilusiones
 Solo sé que no sé nada.

 Tal vez con el tiempo se borrará
¿Real será el tiempo y lo que creo?
 Unido debo permanecer, mi mente peligra.
¿Estás entendiendo el mensaje?
                

Nothing makes sense anymore
Only I know I know nothing
Total confusion, what's the truth?
Have I lived a lie?
I don't know if this spins in illusion
New stage begins
Great changes, questions... all is a cage.

Impressions, illusions.
Seems like memories banish.

Time shall erase this?
Real is what we believe?
United I must remain, in danger my mind.
Even getting the real message?
                

What is this? I can't tell.
My twisted mind yells at me.
I cover my ears, feel them bleed;
then I look again, and they are well.

I can't take this anymore,
tough I live another day
as if it was nothing more
than a bad joke I say.

Noises drill my skull
and I run everywhere.
Can't find a place to hide
and eventually my mind goes dull.
There's a wall and at the other side
I could find peace and clean air.

Rest my soul must,
tough I'm too young.
Climb that wall at all cost.
In the edge I'm hung.

A sanctuary, all I ask for;
then again I can't sleep.
Sacred silence, my legs are sore.
Dark monster, my eyes open I keep.

Music, my brother soul,
play in my ears, I'll hear the truth;
banish me from this world whole
to finally rest, sound of soothe.

Then I hope to join you brother
and release my soul to the wind.
The ocarina resonates like no other.
My breath I exhaled and finally grinned.

Peaceful ocarina: 
when my soul I breathe 
into the wind you resonate,
and soothe my soul.
                

Life is a mountain.
I climbed the first spikes,
but now a new challenge strikes:
sand where rocks should be,
and to the void fall I fear.
I am not happy here.

Sweet whispers and scents
gone are now to my tongue's taste.
Morning glory, the will to wake,
what is it now? I care not of haste.
Earth crumbles of my mind quake,
what was cheer now are laments. 

I once used to say
this would never happen.
My will is broken,
it's another day.

Not even words accompanied
through the fire I now pass.
I don't know what could heal this pain.
Life slips like sand through my hands,
and I do no more than watch the hourglass.
                

Life is tough, I have realised.
Events from the outside seem OK,
but it's different for each person.
Our goal is to achieve happiness.
My time to battle has come.

Whatever others say,
my childhood I won't remember.
I've leaned to live segregated,
and for battle I wield a sword.
Cold as ice I carry my armour.
It was an I, not a we.

"Happiness comes from oneself"
is what I used to say.
And to not show emotion
a mask I used to wear.
Learn, advance. Art, Science and Belief.
Now I'm in shock, before me an abyss.

Now I've felt heat
and I saw it was good,
but I'm afraid of melting,
as I'm made of ice.

Full happiness, I don't know what that is,
but there is someone who made me feel it.
Now my mask I must put away,
my shield and sword I must drop
and the armour I must take away, if I want to love.

As a sword I'm tuning,
and at the end strong I will remain.
But to fire and water I must jump.
For my misery, I must wait.
As mine is not that special girl,
her heart to someone else belongs.
And as I truly love her,
be her happy, even if not because of me.
                

La vida es dura, cuenta me he dado.
Las cosas por fuera parecen bien,
pero son diferentes para cada quien.
La felicidad alcanzar, meta nuestra.
El tiempo de la batalla me ha llegado.

Digan lo que digan los otros,
mi infancia no quiero recordar.
He aprendido a vivir segregado,
y para la dura lucha me he armado.
Fría como hielo armadura había de portar.
Era un yo, no un nosotros.

"La felicidad viene de uno mismo"
es lo que antes pensaba.
Y para no mostrar emociones
una máscara usaba.
Aprender, avanzar. Arte, Ciencia y Religión.
Ahora entro en shock, estoy ante un abismo.

El calor me han mostrado
y vi que es bueno
pero me da miedo derretirme,
pues soy de hielo.

La felicidad plena, no se cuál es,
pero hay alguien que me la hizo saber.
Ahora mi máscara debo guardar,
mi espada y escudo debo soltar
Y la armadura me debo quitar, si quiero amar.

Me estoy templando como una espada,
y al final mas fuerte voy a quedar.
Pero al fuego y al agua debo saltar.
Para mi desdicha, debo esperar.
Pues mía no es esa chica especial,
pertenece a alguien más su corazón.
Y como la amo de verdad,
que sea feliz, aunque no sea yo la razón.