Rising Sun Testo

memoirs of a world where the elementshave been modified
i cannot lie with this paper face
it was built up from the inside

we're so conditioned to believe
when there's darkness at sea
the same words the same faces
but my instincts are sharp
like an insect's nest,
i stay abreast ready to swarm
what is your way when the fires have multiplied?
no one lives here
all that remains is the promise of a rising sun
and the memoirs are gone

when all you know has changed
the promise of a rising sun is all that remains