The voice inside screams and when it's such a b*tch it presses
I let it say everything, this time it'll go as it comes
The sky opens wide once the rain cries
It rests on my legs, heavy
I stretch my legs here sitting on the riverbank
With a prophecy about the abyss
Almost convinced it's about to happen
You wanna know where I am now
I'm alone in the middle of the storm
Neither an umbrella nor a bathrobe
And I swear on my name, I know what that rage looks like
I've its flesh between my teeth and I'm tasting what secrets it knows
You repeat that blind indifference claims victims
And now I know why I should protect myself
Drops of sweat on the dust
The will that drips from my forehead that
Will speak of me, who loved to run
You wanna know now where I am
I'm alone in the middle of the storm
Neither an umbrella nor a bathrobe