Is it a mask that you’re wearing
or is it your second skin already
i look at you but i can’t see you
this mist of pretension blurs my sight
In times of uncertainty
there’s no need for riddles
yeah the old man was right
you are a mystical child
Every time we talk to each other
it feels like we are under water
big bubbles filled with words
keep floating through the room
But they never burst
but they never burst
In times of uncertainty
there’s no need for riddles
yeah the old man was right
you are a mystical child
Name of a goddess
and eyes like a dagger
yeah the old man was right
you are a mystical child