Besedila: Anima (Bol). Anima. Closing.

Softer the wind came
As I was in the middle of this journey
Through the deepest parts of
The sadness that has taken my soul away
And he whispered a name
When it suddenly came?
A violent cold that he could not control
But forced him to run?
An emanation of phantom madness
The bottomless pit I?ll fall
The stories we could not controlled
And finally the end that we all know
La noche? se convirtio
En un gran hechizo
Uno de esos que quedan siempre
Y que todo el cuerpo se somete
Ante la muerte
The symbols are clear
There?s nothing to fear
Just face all within
And I?ll disappear
Like clouds with the wind
Forever gone
Blown out by the winds
Of empty futures now
A veces siento que mi sangre
Fluyera a traves de lugares
Donde el frio podria congelarla
Por la ciudad al igual que por un campo abierto
La herida se extiende transformando montanas en islas
De mares rojos
Muchas veces he pedido a los vientos capciosos
Que adormezcan el terror que me mina
En los olvidos un sueno e buscado
As all of this was going
Then skin started to turn blue
And the eyes seemed to shut
The life was going away
But a hand made it turn to him
And he knew it was not the time
To take parts away with them
So I rested and started
To walk again