I am a nomad. I am a hopeless wanderer,
searching for an endless summer.
I am the most terrible vice,
hiding in the dark caverns of my soul.
The beast needs a cage, the beast needs a solace.
This is my eternal strife.
The hundreds of roads, the thousands of kilometers,
I have walked on my own.
The pursuit of my dream.
I am on the verge of war and peace.
I need solitude, I hate solitude.
I am searching, I am searching for the place
where my wrath will die, where is no duality.
This is my eternal strife.
The hundreds of roads, the thousands of kilometers,
I have walked on my own.
The pursuit of my dream.
Faith is inside, it will be revealed.
Peacefulness will be comprehended.
Every time I take a breath,
I fill the beast with life.
He wants to break my chest,
but I will, I will overcome.
The eternal strife. Losing my mind,
going insane in the name of light.