The sun is dead

The sun has taken you to fantasy

That distant star

Came up to the point of tragedy



Explosive dream

Disrupts the meaning of eternity

The sun is green

Its rays are no more a kind of reality



The planet dies

The planet lies in the hands of mystery

Accepted size

The smallest one in its history



I have to go 'cos I'm losing my reality

But I can't see 'cos I am already blind

I have to go 'cos I'm losing my serenity

I have to leave 'cos I'd rather be alive



It smells like rain

It smells like being in disharmony

It feels like pain

When nature suffers from my vanity



I have to go 'cos I'm losing my reality

But I can't see 'cos I am already blind

I have to go 'cos I'm losing my serenity

I have to leave 'cos I'd rather be alive



I wanna fly to nowhere

I wanna fly from my own home

I wanna be a pilot

The pilot of the planet soul

I wanna see that nowhere

And keep my feelings in my heart

I wanna be a pilot

The pilot of a dying star