I asked my fate to the gods qul'era
but only got questions ...
then I asked the wind got
but hate ... I asked
waters
... I got only silence
that demand to be wrong?
or is it just another of my dreams wandering
in this desolate land.
that the reason you come back to visit the dark caverns of my heart
immortal spirits that teach me the true meaning of these words
scritte con il filo
dei miei pensieri
