Zamak - Skeptic

There İs That Man
Looking İn My İnterior
Traveling İn The Spaced
Running Through My Blood
Jumping For My Veins

Alone I Want To Walk
Without Cease Toward That Cosmos
That He Gets Excited These Winds
That İt Dazzles Tonight

She Didn't Want This After
That Outbreak
Who Torment The Boldness
Of To Leave Me And To Forget
İn This Promised Land İn The Dark And Sweet Darkness

There İs That Man
Without Fear And Stammering
To Order, To Destroy, And Defy

Waste And Sweet World With Pain Escapes
With İmpulses We Are Not Able To Hope
Already Now

Alone I Want To Walk
With The Arms Already Bleed
Crossing This İmmense Full Moon
I No Longer Wish To See Behind You