Nothing here, but the memories silence brings
Feels I´m falling through the space that´s gathering
I´ve got the blood, blood of gauls,
I never did understand its call,
But where now? I don´t know,
Walking that street known as devil´s row
Have I tried, tried too hard, I don´t know, I don´t know
Planted seeds where, nothing new,
Ever grows…
Memories, late at night
Was it worth it that sacrafice?
It seems I´m trapped, trapped again
Just to begin at the journey´s end
I hope that you, you don´t become,
Like Ulysses, my friend
You and your adventures, across the seas
Treading through the, corridors, of the past
Was I dead when i walked here before I ask?
Blood shot eyes, feeling raw ,
You will walk where none walked before
You will hurt, yes you´ll fear
You´ll take a punch for that elixir
And in the morning, tear down you disguises
It doesn´t matter if you never arrived
And with that question which says what for?
You´ll know at last that you´ve given it all -
I hope that you don´t become like Ulysses, my friend
You & your adventures cross the seas my friend
You & your adventures, that never end
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