Countless times I run into the storm
Segments crumbled and clouded
In the rain
In the clouds
Increasing judgments
To proclaim the pain necessary to understand
Discolored segments
In the fog
Crumble the nightmare, in the eternal abandonment
I descend into the mantra of the future
To cheer, the message
To clear the path, to grow again
To create the way
Inside my brain
All the pain come close
All the rain come close
To my lunatic soul
To my lunatic soul
To my lunatic soul
Stuck in a circle in the light of the night
Reality comes through the light of a day
The solemn deception, solemn the vengeance that will come
Your sickness mind, will be killed by the light!
The light of my freedom! and nobody will stop!
My
My
My
Lunatic Soul