You think we're not
so different at all.
Human body, human souls
but under your skin
you heart's beating warm
and under my skin
there's nothing more than something cold.
So don't follow me,
don't reach me,
don't trust me,
don't,
unless you have a dark soul,
unless you want to be alone.
You think we're not
so distant at all.
I read your mind, you listen to my words
but within' my eyes
there's a breath of cold.
So don't follow me,
don't reach me,
don't trust me,
don't,
unless you have a dark soul,
unless you want to be alone.
'Cause you're so human,
so obviously human...
You can feel love, anger or pain
but emotion flames won't light,
in a kingdome of ice,
in the heart of a snake.
KIRTASH
LAURA GALLEGO GARCÍA, Memorias de Idhún
