We steal the day.
Selfish, we do not care of what will come
Sailing through oblivion, we leave reality behind.
We move blind steps, that drown us in the dark
Obsessed by greed, that lead us to be poor.
We are castaways of a time that tries to sink us.
Anguish take our best parts.
Tentacles that crush our hearts bringing us into a black hole.
There is nothing left around us.
The grip gets tighter and tighter,
This kraken is taking our lives.
Can you feel the flow? Can you feel the stream within you?
Will you be able to take control of your future?
Abolish the unreal.
Every step of this path becomes heavier,
Pay attention because that’s the beginning of your way.
A crossroad is in front of you, be ready to choose.
Now we are the creators, because we have hope.