[Lyric: Elisa Carrera / Andrea Stefanelli]



IN THE VAST SEA OF MY OLD AGE

I STARE THE WALL AND BREATH

MY FINAL WAVES



SOMETIMES I FEEL SO COLD

MY IMAGE COLD AS STONE



I USED TO LIVE

LIKE AN OLD MAN BY THE SEA

EVERY KIND OF TORMENT

IS WELL KNOWN BY ME

IS REVEALED TO ME

AND IN DEEP BLUE WATER I SEE

THE MONSTER WHO DWELLS IN ME



HIS NAME IS DECAY

HIS NAME IS DECAY



I USED TO BE AN OLD MAN

LIVING BY THE SEA

HOW MANY SHADES FLOATING

IN THIS FICTION, FORESEEN



MY DAYS ARE OVER NOW

MY ARMS HAVE MELT DOWN

THE SWEETEST TASTE OF LIFE

AND THE GLORIOUS DAYS OF MINE

WERE JUST A STATE OF MIND,

WERE JUST BREAD FOR MANKIND