Idioma Origen:
Cleared the fog that was veiled around me
And blurred my sights
Suddenly, I´m no longer aching
To honor my plights
Rising moon and my skin is peeling
Past undone
Suddenly, I can´t justify
What I had become
Idioma Destino:
Cleared the fog that was veiled around me
And blurred my sights
Suddenly, I´m no longer aching
To honor my plights
Rising moon and my skin is peeling
Past undone
Suddenly, I can´t justify
What I had become