Nero Di Marte Sisyphos
Take my will
Take my hands
This is the last dance
Long i have spun
This is the dance
Victorious am i?
I do not push
Victorious am I?
I am pulled
To skies of black
To barren places
Absurd desires, hopes, fears
To death
Martyrous
In a trans
Endlessly
We dance for the stone
Relentlessly
We dance to ascend, to fall
You took my will
Took my hands
In this last dance
But i befriended time
To create
And live again
And create
And live again
