Sides of the oblivion
In this menacing world
Can they stand their word?
Do they pretend not to see,
The soul of the seas?
In this world where we stand,
Were abandoned by their hands
The soul of the seas?
In this world where we stand,
Were abandoned by their hands
Are they socially aware?
Or they are politically unfair?
Or they are politically unfair?
In this side where no one feels,
In this side where poverty meets…
In this side where poverty meets…
Where senses are dead…
Where blood is being fed.
Where blood is being fed.
Freedom from mind
is just an illuminative fund
is just an illuminative fund
You who’s there
You who sees and stares
You who sees and stares
Are you blind to see us cry?
Or your mind is flowing from behind?
Or your mind is flowing from behind?
Look at us on this tormenting side.
Look at us on this isolated world
Look at us on this isolated world
On cases of termination
On cases of isolation
On the sides of the oblivion
On cases of isolation
On the sides of the oblivion
Lend me your hand
I will give you my mind
Set us free
In this island of three
I will give you my mind
Set us free
In this island of three
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