It is a curse come true,
An eternal blind walk.
A thousand dreams truncated by necessity,
Escorting fear without turning back.
He will die without condition ,
Hidden in his pain.
Hand in hand with death
Negotiating with his life.
Enough. Enough.
The mirror of his life broke
On the day it all began.
Always look close, around him,
He is usually on the edge of the truth.
br/>He will die without condition,
Hidden in his pain.
Hand in hand with death
Negotiating with his life.
Enough. Enough.
Enough. Enough.
[Lyrics and music: Niko del Hierro]