We are the filth that blows our senses
We are looking for a place for do in it as they did on earth
Floating, recently awake
Lost the gravity, feel the zero space
The warmness of sunshine, caress my skin
There aren't yesterday in the memory of the space
We are the kings made of ice
We are looking for a place
Floating in this room, memory remains me
We lost our homes, we burned our place
The warmness of sunshine, caress my skin
There aren't yesterday in the memory of the space
We are the kings made of ice
We are looking for a place
