I enter in my world
of lifeless idols,
Hundreds of figures,
hanging from the wall
Constant memories,
vain illusions
Maybe one day
I'll be with them
I look to the floor,
and I see my shadow
Then I ask it,
what do you want to be?
It doesn't answer,
it is still laying
Suddenly a poster falls
from the wall
IDOLS
The idol fell
next to its shadow
Sad ending,
hard reality
IDOLS