Idioma Origen:
Sometimes we think that everything blew up
That nothing here is meant to change
The lights you trusted forever went out
The victories are promise of an Eternal dream
A life full of wonderful dreams
Ghost of the past, a kiss came from Hell
No human warmth, cold wind tonight
I scan your life, you think you are God?
Someone so hungry of growing without caring at all
A life full of wonderful dreams
I have just forgotten your name
Your empty life will take you down
Idioma Destino:
Sometimes we think that everything blew up
That nothing here is meant to change
The lights you trusted forever went out
The victories are promise of an Eternal dream
A life full of wonderful dreams
Ghost of the past, a kiss came from Hell
No human warmth, cold wind tonight
I scan your life, you think you are God?
Someone so hungry of growing without caring at all
A life full of wonderful dreams
I have just forgotten your name
Your empty life will take you down