Victimas del Cielo

In the same place
Silences last whole
Little dirt and this skeleton heart

I try to decipher
What everyone asked
And never found

He knows little, he wants to fill
He finds little who stops waiting
He knows little, he wants to fill
He knows little about looking back

I see what I have
I seek more than that
Where will I really be?
And I enter into disenchantment
The crying for the saints
I let reality awaken

Slow time, lack of memories
I think about the past
I live from what I have achieved
I have everything, except what I want
And if it hurts me
It's better to live in vain

Victims of heaven
I have guilt in my bones
Make me the law of ice
That I am capable of seeing it
And mixing with the sun

He knows little, he wants to fill
He finds little who stops waiting
He knows little, he wants to fill
He knows little about looking back

I see what I have
I seek more than that
Where will I really be?
And I enter into disenchantment
The crying for the saints
I let reality awaken

I see what I have
I seek more than that
Where will I really be?
And I enter into disenchantment
The crying for the saints
I let reality awaken