When the last exhalation stop
And the final inhlalation
fill my light
The memories are blinding
in a crustal of speculation
The memories are blinding
in a crustal of speculation
When my body can't adapt
oder of the word
My conscious absorb
everything over my body
The consciousness
that is seeking for the truth
Absorb everything
and the memories are
chocking my throat
My countless sense
Your inappropriate existence
My countless sense
Your inappropriate existence
Without a doubt
Yes i will stay the same
Without a doubt
Yes i will stay the same
And i declare
Without a doubt
Yes i will stay the same
I will stay the same