You think that the absurd is not deep
that the shadows darken when still
you think that the fires come from afar
that I am not capable of burning when I am still
Well, let yourself be seen
/>well, let yourself be seen
You think that the underworld is not deep
that destiny is not an ally of the abyss
you think that luck is not sincere
that laughter is fleeting and is in mourning
Well, let yourself be seen
well, let yourself be seen
Stop now
feeling like a demigod of an unhappy being
understand now
that being able to cry does not mean you need to kill
You know that hell is close to you
that your gaze reflected the dark sulfur
you think that the heavens belong to you
and you have never been kneeling before a cloud
Stop
feeling like a demigod of an unhappy being
understand now
that in order to cry it is not necessary to kill