Floating silhouettes walking on the tide
Hanging a breath, sweet colour
Like a cursed flare on your skin
My thoughts invade your soul
A lake of fire to fill the hollow columns
An arcade higher, support of all masses
A maze of wire to lose the holy words
Walls of water will drown that fire
You're like a hologram floating in my mind
You always heal the fool but your speech in unfair
A dancing hologram to suffer the soil
In between time, of all our calls
---Pansus---
Hanging a breath, sweet colour
Like a cursed flare on your skin
My thoughts invade your soul
A lake of fire to fill the hollow columns
An arcade higher, support of all masses
A maze of wire to lose the holy words
Walls of water will drown that fire
You're like a hologram floating in my mind
You always heal the fool but your speech in unfair
A dancing hologram to suffer the soil
In between time, of all our calls
---Pansus---