NUEVAS COORDENADAS
WOS
NEW COORDINATES
Today is the moment of another southeast storm
The wind awakens in new coordinates
The north no longer hides when it meets your gaze
Let the forgotten emotions sprout
They are the sounds that generate mantras
The screams that come from the soul
They are those rivers of torn waters
The cold on the face of inhabiting nothingness
They are the sounds that generate mantras
The screams that come from the soul
They are those rivers of torn waters
They are your heartbeats searching for a place
(Eh) Every path is possible
(Eh) In the subtlety of the invisible
(Eh) The world shows itself as fearsome
They are your heartbeats searching for a place
It will bleed and you will heal that wound
It will cry and you will close that wound
And into the abyss of the never-ending night
It is always embraced by the illusion of the nascent day
With what lie do you sell your truth?
With what mirage in the desert?
And how expensive is your disguise?
What convinces you that everything is true?
If you surrender without fear to this intoxication
And you delve into dreams you don't know
There is always something more, beyond what you fear
And that peace will find you if this time you don't hide
With what lie do you sell your truth?
With what mirage in the desert?
And how expensive is your disguise?
What convinces you that everything is true?
If you surrender without fear to this intoxication
And you delve into dreams you don't know
There is always something more, beyond what you fear
And that peace will find you if this time you don't hide
With what lie do you sell your truth?
With what mirage in the desert?
And how expensive is your disguise?
What convinces you that everything is true?
If you surrender without fear to this intoxication
And you delve into dreams you don't know
There is always something more, beyond what you fear
And that peace will find you if this time you don't hide
