When the last exhalation stop.
And the final inhalation fill my light.
The memories are blinding
in a crustal of speculation.
The memories are blinding
in a crustal of speculation.
When my body can't adapt oder of the word.
My conscious absorb everything over my body.
The consciousness that is seeking for the truth.
Absorb everything and the memories are
chocking my throat.
My countless sense,Your inappropriate existence.
And i declare
Without a doubt
Yes, i will stay the same
I will stay the same.