Текст песни Oeuvre Posthume

I'm looking...

This is a another day I'm gazing into eyes of death

At least she knows the aim of the existence

She is the beginning she is the end

So real superior to my thoughts and feelings

They appear to be so dark and mysterious...

I can look at the skies

But I'll never touch my stars

I succumb, I fight I build and destroy

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From the sky to the stars...

I know the stars which I haven't got the glare

Because the cosmic glare is the glare for them

(A gift from god)

I know the stars which I haven't god the glare

Why then it's so painful looking at them?

Although deprived of light they don't understand the dark

I am a ship drifting in the desert spaces

... And I'm looking