(A breathing machinery), injecting liquid madness

(into my veins)

In a torturing pain

Damaging my mechanics with synthetic,

corroding rains



In chambers of future science, my liquid crystal eyes

Recall an old man, describing me something called dawn

Acid substances from lab keep working on my brain

To realize that the Earth forgot what the Sun was



My son forgive me, forgive me now

And take my sorrow to what once were skies

The scent of sadness through falling rain

I can't run from the graves, ghosts of our past