I belong to an era where he who meditates is forced to weaken his time
Where he who sticks to ancient promises sinks and brings with him
His essences, his odors and his humble intentions
Im gripped in my desire, Im stopped by my hindrance
Im looking for vital space but I implode
Oppressed by my moral load I stay in a place
I belong to a time, I struggle against
An ethics that doesnt appertain to me.
I oppose, but I see my enemy darkened
My accomplice patiently waiting for lights arrival
I fill myself with internal force, studying the winning strategy
It has come, I bracket it
Hes strange, I see him
I observe him, I feel him
He goes ahead and tales possession of his features
I feel him, I see him
Oddly known, painfully known
Tragically identical.
I implode while Im blocking my blood
The bitter accomplice takes me back, I cannot bar
I cannot refute it before having understood
Why I must live to fight my uncompromising instinct
I belong to an era where the enemy is not always out of me.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
