Is like go high,

Like clouds aren't the limit to a unsafe soul

Like flying,

Just like the statues of angels,

Silently observing up in a sepulture

There's no limits to my imagination,

Loneliness also breeds creation...

I can pretend whatever I want,

And it won't hurt anyone

The advantage of being lonely is not to care about the consequences... ...

Now... is just a figure of a bird

Soon...protagonist of your bad dreams

Be...just a victim of the darkness

Run...and hide just to be found. Silence...steps

You regret jumping over the cemetery's gate

What you're doing far from home?

What is that creation made of bones?!? ...