You combine the pieces
The flesh to be made human
You make the blood flow
You make the rivers overflow

You activate the ideas
Regurgitations to be dimostrated
The mechanism
It's perverse, it has to work

You march away
You only purpose is to arrive
You march away
Souls to be conquered

You march away
The road to be reconverted
You march away
I want to hear breathing

You must live!
You must live!

I hold my breath
The transition, the withdraw
You bеcome rubble
They bеcome black

They are created, they are destroyed
The bones are contracted
They are deviated, they are left
They are painted, they are burned