Esclavo de ilusion
A.N.I.M.A.L
Slave of Illusion
Had what I had and now I have more,
The brightest star I could reach,
And I hope it shows me where to go
Like the wind pushes a dead leaf.
Strong is the path to travel until
That illusion I so eagerly want to see, and in
The goal I find and still I can walk
The toughest journey.
I carry an ace of spades and an ace of hearts,
Both win the game of a play.
What a strange disease this land has,
That lava began to spit, or
That it is happy and it's its way of laughing,
Everything starts to make sense.
I carry an ace of spades and an ace of hearts,
Both win the game of a play,
I carry an ace of spades and an ace of hearts,
To live, to feel, to die, to exist.
