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Voices:
From this moment on
It’s pointless to seek understanding
For once, there are no more gaps between existence and its meanings
But steps still bear the face of our lord
While we crawl and time passes, being conquered little by little
Good morning asters and greys, all of you
And welcome to the lot.

Sudden look of happiness I carry in my chest
Satisfied, with the taste of life, I open my eyes to see you
Distant like death from the green dew of the world
Before you, the torment of the gods, I lose my words

The voracity of a silence that leaves me feeling awkward
Pacting the story of the world alone in the cradle
Dare me with your beautiful, quiet gaze, to tell me
That you want this mouth that calls you to be silent.

Voices2:
And it doesn’t look like fate at all
It’s more like stardust than destined steps
The biggest problem is the number of people
That are trapped inside this tiny little life.

Chorus:
Remember us
Exchanging ideas and meaningless words
That’s how we started our story
In the innocence of a people without memory.

Sudden look of happiness I carry in my chest
Satisfied, with the taste of life, I open my eyes to see you
Distant like death from the green dew of the world
Before you, the torment of the gods, I lose my words.