Idioma Origen:
Always the young one
Walks along the newly interred course
Mindful of what he is and has become
Somehow, we all admire
Somewhy, that´s what all require
Always a heartbeat
Followers can deal with pure deceit
No reversal of our course
We have put up with a lot
Never again will we say sorry
All this damage, all our fault
Words don´t commit, they withdraw
Shining a light on traces we left yesterday
Lost in the sparkle of a million stars in the sky
No remorse, we always leave with no sign
Nonessential lines intersecting time
Don´t expect it all to be highlights
Remember when promises were revoked
Somewhere, approved without him
Someday this ends
Displays of a shape blurred and out of phase
Clichés seem like figures on a window pane
Idioma Destino:
Always the young one
Walks along the newly interred course
Mindful of what he is and has become
Somehow, we all admire
Somewhy, that´s what all require
Always a heartbeat
Followers can deal with pure deceit
No reversal of our course
We have put up with a lot
Never again will we say sorry
All this damage, all our fault
Words don´t commit, they withdraw
Shining a light on traces we left yesterday
Lost in the sparkle of a million stars in the sky
No remorse, we always leave with no sign
Nonessential lines intersecting time
Don´t expect it all to be highlights
Remember when promises were revoked
Somewhere, approved without him
Someday this ends
Displays of a shape blurred and out of phase
Clichés seem like figures on a window pane