Light - Equatronic

Lost in magic battlefields

Trapped in a boundless sea

Just holding to humanity

But delayed of simple shields

Condemned of many

Inexorable guys

Gone to pot all time you carry

The vice of tasteless lies

Almost being heading back

But tied up of the thin strings

Ever looking for a way

Out of all these obligations

And as I suddenly saw the light

In the middle of the night

Thousand voices started to cry

Their atmosphere will never die

Only dummies of good luck

Decorate the listless life

The smile of every person looks

Like the devils bloody knife

Almost being moving back

But find out of informers

Ever groping in the dark

Nowhere seeking a slight light