El Mar No Cesa

It's such an unbearable void
The lethal apathy that threatens
And I feel at times the absence of you
Devoid of everything
Dissident of nothing
I die for impulses of agonizing shackles
Imprisoned by unjust hands

I look at a thousand doors
They are open to the darkness
They are open to the darkness

Rock me with the impulse of your laughter
Tear off my mask of tragedy
And let the hurricane air out my cobwebs

Devoid of everything
Dissident of nothing
I die for impulses of agonizing shackles
Imprisoned by unjust hands

I look at a thousand doors
They are open to the darkness
They are open to the darkness

I look at a thousand doors
They are open to the darkness
They are open to the darkness.