I want to feel my heart again I want to breath, to get a pain Mortal remains of myself are here I want to breath, to run, to fear... I want to be the dust on the ground The one, whose dreams just will be found Last sand through hands - confession of my nil, I want to breath, I want to feel.
Show me delights of life Charms of existence, being subsistence, Why does the human ruins the planet Making my dead heart feel rive.
To execrate the planet named Earth Raze to the ground, using heavy force It's a disease on a planet's skin: How can we expiate a sin? We are dead lives and we will make a cast Today we should conjure of the past. It is the only way to reconcile Eternal being in the dying vile
Show me delights of life Charms of existence, being subsistence, Why does the human ruins the planet Making my dead heart feel rive.
Blind and helpless Men of reckless Poor creatures Want to forget their teachers Closed eyes and Bonded arms Today's humanity Without fake charms
Masterpiece of The Creator Falls apart And leaves a crater On the lifeless Burning surface Once upon was named The Earth...
Show me delights of life Charms of existence, being subsistence, Why does the human ruins the planet Making my dead heart feel rive.
Show me delights of life Charms of existence, being subsistence, Why does the human ruins the planet Making my dead heart feel rive...