4 acessos
Walking
Looking the horizon
I seek inside me
What the reason has finished to hide
Peace
Is something that's lacking to us
I wonder if will something can explain
What feeds our craving for live?
Hate, death, disillusion
This is our world
Hate, death, disillusion
World of hate
Lies
This is what feed us
To walk and to search for
The reality has been impose to us
I hear
Music of the heartbreakers
The lamentation of whose
Has finished to fall