Guide us to a distant place
I’ll cover your skin
Hang yourself to the yearning
desert before us
He’s killing himself, is that what I see?
I’ll breathe the essence of gloom
The breathless soul
Doesn’t make a turn
Because it’s a mask
Another head leaves some dust
Killing himself, is that what I see?
I’ll breathe the essence of gloom
Bind your hand, cover your eyes
Love the pain, [bad word] state comes
See the air standing still
Take its essence
To cover your sick breath
You see no light, face and hide
Fa’ che il suo pianto resti inascoltato
Immobile, guardo le gocce tramutarsi in vapore
Passano davanti, leccandosi si cibano
Tutti assopiti nella loro falsa serenità
Trovo conforto nella tua [bad word] Assorto nell’incanto della tristezza
guardo, guardo il sole spegnersi
Dietro le colline silenziose
Solo un oceano di volti
Solo scheletri di sabbia
Ritratti su corpi deformi
My hands are tight, held down
I closed my eyes, I see
My disease [bad word]  insanity
I breathe and sigh, feeling no remorse
Sitting alone upon a throne
Of nothing
I know you are my saviour
The [bad word] deep inside of me
Pick up my tired hands while my head lies
And the infinity wraps in an angry mist