Letra de Path ii. posthuman kind

I want you to believe
That I reveal to you your insecurity
Senseless your disguise
And none of your masks can hide your face

I want you to see
That you´re dying in your own eyes
That these are not real rules
And that the joy of a day is gone with the daylight

I want you to hear
The whine of the wanderer
With a face cut by the years of silence

I want you to remember
The blind man,
For you´ve been seeing with his eyes
And the mute man,
That still performs his speech to the deaf crowd gathered
And all of them listening with hypnotic curiosity

I do not believe
In your truth
Can´t see you, while you standing right before me
Can´t hear you, while you´re talking to me

But I´m afraid I remember you
And that is the only thing that I regret