Letra de Voice Breaks Illusion

A passage A funeral for the living Born from coincidence To the death of dreams Before the final cut Speculating about the extended version of life A fault in existence Philosophy in the wildlife We let it recur With the law of lion Veins driven dry Splitting the Sun for the poles apart And never come back For what has happened Sorrow is mute In solo, in choir The same heart beats In a soul and a machine All virtues belied On the Sunday of our life Platitudes to declarations In the cradle of cleanness a bird of prey Follow the living to the edge of a trench A single legionnaire to prevent the massacre Unavoidable recurrence Until the voice breaks illusion