In this strange place where I am,
now captured and shackled I am
I've been forced to declare my past,
my whys and injustices
And now I have to swear,
to the gods of the aoidos
Flesh covered the bone
I run away from the meanest,
to be able to sweat the blood
And when it's dried on my plain view,
there was no more blindness
the smell of a charred kindness
While we will always become fool
on the subterranean moon
Nothing but uneasiness,
our soul, our skin
Flesh covered bone
And sometimes a man inside
But sometimes,
just sometimes, a soul inside
Sometimes I wept for the ignorance of man
I hear even the giggle of
the lady, her dark blue side
Nobody looks at each other
but still they look in the other one's bed
Will you cease to boast about being right?
Will your dumb mouth ever stop holding
all your cries?
While we will always become fool
on the subterranean moon
I have been forced to renounce
to my soul, my skin
Flesh covered bone
And sometimes a man inside
But sometimes,
just sometimes, a soul inside
Flesh covered bone
And sometimes a brain inside
But sometimes,
just sometimes, a man inside

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