There is a place where the path is ending
My shadow is hidden behind this stone
There's a sun that burns red-sky light
We'll go where hopeful men die
Let us leave the place where the smoke blows wrecks
To the place where the path ends
Falling down where fear conceives blame
A black bird stands on the tree of dream
His wings are clipped, he opens his throat to sing
I dive up to his tears, he'll stay under the rain of his death's eve
And wind sings for the sake of my well-chained fears
And loads the skin of leaves
Flashed fist across his cortex eyes with every cry from light
Sotto una luce diversa
Cammino nell'aria emersa
Sei la mia arte eterna
Sento la luce diurna
Sotto una luce diversa
There's a place where the path has ended
My shadow is hidden behind this stone
There's a sun that burns red-sky light
We walk with a slow breath
Walk slow out of breath

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