[Nocturno Culto]

I got the chance

on a silver plate
to do things right, to do things straight


The worlds are clear to me
I'm not going to last


Deep is the lake of thoughts
onlookers stare like apes


Tangled in a web of lies
energy constantly rotating
reaching my end


This starry night
I'm shooting silverplates

Applauding apes
send me to the depht of space