In this shining morning
they don't listen to me,
so they can't see
the lightning ripping the dark.
I can see a secret history,
I can hear a millenary voice,
I become a cold breeze,
I perceive an abyssal light.
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And now that I've chosen, I...
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I look at hidden places,
I listen to hidden words,
for the chosen ones:
"You still haven't found yourselves!"
I don't worship new idols
but the sovereign right of my destiny,
the pride of my instinct,
the extreme hardness towards myself.
I can see a secret history,
I can hear a millenary voice,
I become a cold breeze,
I perceive an abyssal light.
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Then winter comes and all you see is grey,
frozen fear, you are doomed to obey.
A ray of light poured on my life
I became myself another time,
my soul is overflowing with gratitude,
from silent words the storm will come.
I can see a secret history,
I can hear a millenary voice,
I become a cold breeze,
I perceive an abyssal light.
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