Текст песни Nexus Alma

For a long time, I was made of time On the funeral march made of memories For a long time, the time on it’s silence Feed itself from my reason, …destroyed When I stand on my feet Than I looked into the shine I contemplate the blowing sun in your mouth Like this I got born to sing the time and court The funeral of the Nexus Alma Tomorrow I’ll see what I haven’t see yesterday Tomorrow I know I’ll see But tomorrow’s just a piece of life Such of a scarce life For a long time, the time on it’s silence Feed itself from my reason …destroyed