Besedila: Anima (Bol). Anima. La Enfermedad Del Alma.

The sickness defies the illusion
The words that takes it away
The ground in which you have standed
Slowly becomes a void
How could I forget?
Such a revelation
That knows wea??ve got in there
Without a question
So I regret the lapsus
I must begin the bleeding
Ia??m holding now
The escape that leads
To all the fears
That will interfere
And with it now
Can bleed in peace
So we will hear our selves again
And gain to the loss
Youa??re escape now defines the answer
The answer repeats itself
Believe what the blood will tell you
As slowly you carve away
And pray for a combination
Thata??ll put you in a time and space
Where your sickness will no longer
Stay within without flame
Hold it in the shadows
Youa??ve been there holding
Youa??ve been there trying
It is time to move and walk away
Your fight for your life
Just to make them see the ugly side
That we all hide but that wea??ll share again
Now in the dreams that seek and hide
As all the nights that we ignite
The visiona??s filled again with
Bodies up in smoke
So in this dreams that seek and hide
As all the nights that are coming again
Will teach us what is wrong
Theya??ll teach us trough the blood
The sickness defies the illusion
The words that takes it away
The ground in which you have standed
Slowly becomes a void so tell me if I care, I dona??t care
Will change
The sickness defies the illusion
The words that takes it away
The ground in which you have standed
Slowly becomes a void
Reino el silencio
Desafiando el dA­a
A quienes gusten de ella
PregA?ntense el por quA©
El porque nos aterra
Salvarnos a travA©s de ella
El probar nos ahoga
A todos hasta el fin
QuA©date aquA­, quA©date aquA­
Me necesitas, me necesitas
QuA©date aquA­