Testo di Synthetic Years

In this synthethic years Where life's frenetic you can't stop for a second And think at your poor soul.... An heart that beat Full of passion For his hopes...and dreams Seems to be lost forever In this cold existence... ....cold existence When i'll speak to you You'll not understand a word I don't come from heaven I don't come from hell I am not... just like you Cold eyes... fragile mind You can't see when i crawl You can't see when i mourn Synthetic years...