I don't remember how it really happened - Nor When...
But I was caught and sent to an uncommon room...
Made of chains... made of eyes... and made of... I can't say
But I could feel the harm of their aggressive, and so sad, spirits...
And the room moved on.... on....on...
The trip did not last long but I was borne to a place I did not know.
A place I had never even imagined...
Who could have?
So far from what I believed.
Not a real place so to say.
Oh... This place...
...The machinery is actuating...
A GREAT and OLD building lost inside of their mind
I don't really know where, don't know why
Bleak and isolated, it is rounded by fields.
What do they c**tivate? And they Yield?
It looks like a prison - Is it...? Do I...? Do you...?
Let me speak.... Oh please, please... let me one word or two...
Silence seems to rule here... only far m***led knocks
Something is drawing near... Eyes and words made of rock
Corridors - Cold
Doors - closed
A Cell - Someone
Me...
I can not run - can not see - I can't breathe anymore - I can't flee
I can not run - can not see - I can't breathe anymore - I can't flee
Under a gun - made of words - I must be dreaming - Please awake me!
Under a gun - made of words - A judgment of my identity..... I.....
But I was caught and sent to an uncommon room...
Made of chains... made of eyes... and made of... I can't say
But I could feel the harm of their aggressive, and so sad, spirits...
And the room moved on.... on....on...
The trip did not last long but I was borne to a place I did not know.
A place I had never even imagined...
Who could have?
So far from what I believed.
Not a real place so to say.
Oh... This place...
...The machinery is actuating...
A GREAT and OLD building lost inside of their mind
I don't really know where, don't know why
Bleak and isolated, it is rounded by fields.
What do they c**tivate? And they Yield?
It looks like a prison - Is it...? Do I...? Do you...?
Let me speak.... Oh please, please... let me one word or two...
Silence seems to rule here... only far m***led knocks
Something is drawing near... Eyes and words made of rock
Corridors - Cold
Doors - closed
A Cell - Someone
Me...
I can not run - can not see - I can't breathe anymore - I can't flee
I can not run - can not see - I can't breathe anymore - I can't flee
Under a gun - made of words - I must be dreaming - Please awake me!
Under a gun - made of words - A judgment of my identity..... I.....