When I look around and see all the good that surrounds me I feel infinite gratitude but at the same time my eyes fill with tears when I think about what happens beyond my limbo, it is a strange sensation to feel that you live in a world full of worlds apart, hostile, wild and inhuman.
I often dream that I fly over a field full of graves marked with crosses... and when I wake up I cannot forget the pain that sleeps at the bottom of everything.
This song was born at a special moment, remembering those who suffer.
Today it rains
in the field of the dead
while I walk
reading their names
reading their names
written in chalk
on crosses of blackboard
landscape that Life
planted in my soul
and that I leave behind
dancing in the rain
to feel me alive
despite the graves
despite their voices
calling me
Dancing in the rain
to feel me alive
despite the graves
despite their voices
calling me
i dance
i dance
for them for me
the fog is chasing me x4
The fog
the fog
dense cloud that does not fly
but is enough
to hide any meaning
and while I walk
I feel devoured
by the shadow of what cannot be changed
and while I walk
I feel devoured
by the shadow of what cannot be changed
