Cadent Star

We are sons of Luna

with soot on hands

with eletronic lungs

it's a phelgm from sickness blood

memories in the dank, sleep ocean

but your just lost eyes

I can see robbed childhood

Lies and what I don't give

Life and methane sky above

your glisten heart

Black rain completes their imaginary hurt

What do you plugged in machine?

What does a prostitute with love?

What does a man with prostitute?

Don't more dreams about

only concretion interests us

and wings to liberty from wax world ending

dying old images of a youth

bless to clowns and rovings

an explosive masks

it's a Dusk coming

Lies and what I don't give

Life and methane sky above

your glisten heart

Black rain completes their imaginary hurt

What do you plugged in machine?

What does a prostitute with love?

What does a man with prostitute?

Urben cavernum...

Psicologic larvae...

Technologic dreams

wings of metalic birds

sonambulic wings

brings bombs

brings despair

brings anguish

brings cancer

brings cry out

hope...

And today i wrestle everytime for who still don't turn