As people talk, destinies laugh at them
Sometimes the victim shares the guilt with the killer
Sin has left me, whatever happened, happened
Some hand secretly strokes my hair
This steel magnet that melts in fire
There's not point in being consumed with fear
Take me away, lay me on the ground if you want, or on the sky
Cover me give me your breath
Don't move your eyes away from mine, nights are blood and sweat
Show me your most personal state
Sin has left me, whatever happened, happened
Some hands strockes my hair
I'm watching my own movie now
I don't know if it's the end, or if there's a sequel