Letra de III-5

Finally being one or finally being something Vision of life will slowly differ, as hours pass You had years, empty years and now those hands are affecting time and space Weightless body, gasping for air Visions and colors will change Steal them, get attached now You never did care before and now you know this is your last opportunity See That violence, so feared is now making you change Changes but not gaining any more value The pressure on your throat, its variation Violence and variations