shattered lamp [bad word] the night

projecting sharp figures in his face

ten thousand days to paint your wings

and rise with the phoenix for a day

I know that you will betray yourself

to some things

we'll never get closer to

I know that we always surrender

I know that we must be aware

the scissors cut a shape of a man

betrays jaring sciences he rose

magnetic suns and star machines

to yield the submission of the gods

I know that you will betray yourself

to some things

we'll never get closer to

why do you thing we have all the rights

to unite all the sciences we should
 [bad word] 
you're loosing everything

nothings about to heal you

you fly into the unforgiven sunlight

to heal your pain

pour down Iodic rain

I know that we always surrender

I know that must be aware

you turn the pinions down

fly to the stars around

you're loosing everyting

nothings about to heal you

you're loosing everyone

that ever tried to heal you

you fly into the unforgiven sunlight

to heal your pain

pour down Iodic rain