We are born from darkness (in utero)
And darkness is our destiny (sit tibi terra levis)
Is light the way between darkness?
Let all those rainy needles fly
They will fall to make me..
The shadow of desire
I´ll become
Hot arrows are raining
I must dance within the war
A mischievous doll made of porcelain will be awaken
The future lies in the cold whispers of love
You are here to synchronize my gears
to make my heart beat
after all you created me, born from the careless tears
I am here to freeze the spring
to make you feel the painful pride
after all I was meant to find the sense of life, hidden in the dying sun...
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