Lost we are entangled up
asking questions to ourselves
We're nothing more than concreteness
victims trapped into our limits
Blind beliefs that lead us: "Trust in what we can perceive with senses". Thousands minds that reflect our tendency to flatten layers of knowledge, demonstrating that we're just wasting our time
Look above us, sky is just a fragment and shows us how we're nothing more than ants. Human weakness is what we hide
Overwhelming celebration of our fault
Entwined with our fears of being in your hands, we're deaf to the universe that guides us. How can we enhance our thin perception of every small wonder hiding behind simple shapes?
So why? we cannot see...
From taking the leap? how close we are...
Our reborn consists in breaking rims of the mind. So, what are we waiting for?
Nature is breathing and evolving, silent structures are rising. Pure beauty.
Every step behind will bring your mind
far from feel the light of this new life
Feeding modern wastelands, we are proud to call 'em "towns", elevating buildings near to god, we adore the illusion of a deity and his reign above the clouds but sacred are the patterns: they exist, they are all around us
Overwhelming celebration of our fault
We are the end of ourselves, we ignore the evidence that nothing will preserve the Earth from the collapse when you will become exactly as the ash you trample, now...
Start breathing
All the answers that you're searching
seem so far but still in front of you
This landscape is what you deserve
asking questions to ourselves
We're nothing more than concreteness
victims trapped into our limits
Blind beliefs that lead us: "Trust in what we can perceive with senses". Thousands minds that reflect our tendency to flatten layers of knowledge, demonstrating that we're just wasting our time
Look above us, sky is just a fragment and shows us how we're nothing more than ants. Human weakness is what we hide
Overwhelming celebration of our fault
Entwined with our fears of being in your hands, we're deaf to the universe that guides us. How can we enhance our thin perception of every small wonder hiding behind simple shapes?
So why? we cannot see...
From taking the leap? how close we are...
Our reborn consists in breaking rims of the mind. So, what are we waiting for?
Nature is breathing and evolving, silent structures are rising. Pure beauty.
Every step behind will bring your mind
far from feel the light of this new life
Feeding modern wastelands, we are proud to call 'em "towns", elevating buildings near to god, we adore the illusion of a deity and his reign above the clouds but sacred are the patterns: they exist, they are all around us
Overwhelming celebration of our fault
We are the end of ourselves, we ignore the evidence that nothing will preserve the Earth from the collapse when you will become exactly as the ash you trample, now...
Start breathing
All the answers that you're searching
seem so far but still in front of you
This landscape is what you deserve