Cicuta

Somebody save me
The voiceless scream of help
Disguising as best as I could
Sharing my oblivion with us all

Worst by itself, flawed synapses
In the nightmare of life make me believe
There are only reasons for hardships
In a new day I falter by the dawn

Bittered roads with no solution
Don't wanna bear dismay with my hands
Still, the will to live has already gone
Driven by pain and lack of reason
And lack of reason

Ter algo difere do sentir
Ser algo difere do agir

Devastated by a void
Mystified and never understood
Still, it's real

Seeking the eternal and utopian bliss
Which we will never find

Toda angústia preenchida com loucuras
Todo erro preenchido com mais erros
Todo grito preenchido com lamúrias
Toda tristeza preenchida com cicuta

Cicuta
Cicuta

Trapped in a still life
Warden of itself waiting for the departure