Voice of Aenima Lyrics

Nonsense is carrying a cosmogenic print
There are more sides than the stories told
Broken dreams abandoned to sarcasm
Widow of deceit made up with reality's eyeliner
Eager to hear my voice you face yourself
Absolute makes the body frail and sweet

I'm not a counterweight to desire
Not even the smallest star in your winter sky

Though my shadow is probably dark
From all memories,
From all souvenirs...
Eager to hear my voice you face yourself
Absolute makes the body frail and sweet

You separate me from my essence
Denying I'm yours
I am your Aenima
Eager to hear my voice you face yourself
Absolute makes the body frail and sweet

There are no more answers
When questions are obsolete
I am your Aenima
I am your Aenima...