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Lletres: Lacuna Coil. Senzafine (English translation).

My time moves slowly
Gliding across the veil of my nude skin
If I should cross the border you made for me
maybe i would not be here

But not what sense does it make
To try and embrace a more pristine past
looking forward I will take the risk
but I'll find answers to my why's

All that you will be
has already been written
If he truly exists
This god has failed

Every word pronouned
Will be the mirror of your pain
reflecting the blame
Feeding the hate

Mother

I'll choose my destiny
If I'm able to resist

I am still standing in this moment of pure madness

I don't know anymore if I should desire good or evil
Although sin maybe gives me more

But now what sense does it make
To try to resist a written destiny
I'm not going to sit back and watch
Without trying to resist you

Waking me up

Mother

I'll choose my destiny
If I'm able to resist

Waking me up

There's no choice without me
There's no life without me