| Machines forgot this place, | |
| Where the spider's threads are interlaced. | |
| Golden gleams raise the skin of water, the roots grow in shadow. | |
| Noises and breaths crack and mourn while nothing seems to move. | |
| In my heart arise icy reflections, | |
| Falling dreams, falling lives. | |
| In my heart arise strange gloomy feelings, | |
| Falling loves, anywhere. | |
| Everywhere my gaze gets lost, bewitched by this deforming mirror. | |
| Time died out, my acrid blood spills under the ground. | |
| In your heart, arise icy reflections anywhere, falling dreams, falling lives... | |
| In your heart, arise strange gloomy feelings, falling loves, anywhere. | |
| Deep down inside my eye, some fragments of fossil light | |
| Scrape my memory. | |
| Fear has vanished, only remains the moment |