Letra de Existence

In a fireflies world already gone when we begin to look at it Interested in anything disinterested in production In this fireflies world Arriving on the threshold of a half-life I’m troubled by the thought of living only half I get worked up about the heat of parading, Debilitated by the anxiety of inspecting me inside I love men of the great contempt They are also the men of the great veneration In life, rather than in chess, the game Goes on even after the checkmate. In a fireflies world already gone when we begin to look at it Interested in anything disinterested in production In this fireflies world Arriving on the threshold of a half-life I count the forever things I have done My soul, my skin, the only responsibility My soul, my skin, testimonies of existence I love men of the great contempt, they are Also the men of the great veneration In life, rather than in chess, the game Goes on even after the checkmate.