I thought I heard truth beneath silence But there was nothing
I thought there was freedom behind harrasing work But there was only pain
I thought there was plentitude after the loss of all things But sadness still prevails
I thought change could happen after destruction But there is just ruins...
Now, we're going to light fires The arsons of pride I'll stare at the fumes and see my reflection
Is there a rift we're not falling in? Is there pain without a face? There is no fervour without jealousy No piety without remorse
In the arsons of pride
Suddenly my life has turned to sepia And unknown people suddenly look familiar I'm staring at their bruised eyes And I read the scriptures of the absence
Invent thousand fables In this ocean of disgrace I'll be your foam
Give me less for everything Turn away from guilt One-eyed still see...