Cristálida

Clear waters of Olympus, that the goddess keeps
The horses of the day that the goddess keeps
The horses of the day sweat from
The impact right in front of me

Shaking from the races, ah, ah, ah
Shaking from the races, ah, ah, ah
Shaking from the races, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Useless shadows of the park
The ones I called didn’t show up
Every giant dies tired
From being watched by outsiders

Today the wind dances like this, just like by the fire
And the huge stars, oh
Just like by the fire
The huge stars will scream all night long

Tempting the hill, ah, ah, ah
Tempting the hill, ah, ah, ah
Tempting the hill, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

How do I make this valley of holes
Stop rising up for me? Oh
I have no more God, I have no more God
I have no more God, no

Some branches born from the old mountain
Are always, always sprouting, oh
From the old mountain they’re always sprouting
I can barely control them anymore

Crossing the storm, ah, ah, ah
Crossing the storm, ah, ah, ah
Crossing the storm, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Eh, useless shadows of the park
The ones I called didn’t show up
Every giant ends up exhausted
From being watched by outsiders

I’m already looking at the clocks, through the fog
And the first lights, ah, through the fog
And the first lights have
Started to stretch out

Sparrows on the firewood, ah, ah, ah
Sparrows on the firewood, ah, ah, ah
Sparrows on the firewood, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Oh, how do I make, how do I make this valley
Of thunder stop rising up for me, no?
I have no more God, I have no more God
I have no more God

Useless shadows of this park
The ones I called didn’t show up
Every giant dies tired
From devouring those below