Baixar Mais Tocadas: Epica

O, ne moriar bis, oro supplex / Sometimes I feel like my reason is weakening / My inner clock’s forcing time to stand still / I’m breaching borders between life and sanity

Trying to keep myself afloat upon this stream / But a thought is pulling me down / Pulling me all the way down / We are wandering towards a blank infinity

Along the way, I find myself / To be confined within me / No place for any other’s mind to interfere / To grasp the meaning of it all