... tiempos difíciles...

Quisiera poder retroceder el tiempo…

Cuando la tierra era fértil… y el silencio era amo y señor de estas tierras
Cuando la apacible tierra en la que moro hoy, era un frondoso bosque de tranquilidad, donde no hubiera desiertos de angustia ni pantanos de incertidumbre



Quisiera poder volver en el tiempo…

Cuando no necesitaba esconderme de la lluvia que todo lo purificaba
Cuando no había nadie que pudiera romper con esa paz
Donde no necesitaba huir de la tormenta…




Hoy todo eso ha cambiado…

Hoy debo huir de esa tormenta antes de que me consuma
Evitar la lluvia que hoy de corroe, me destruye
Huir de las miles de voces que perturban mis pensamientos

Huir de aquella voz que arruinó ese pacífico hogar…




Quisiera poder retroceder en el tiempo…

Cuando el spectrum no necesitaba esconderse…

… porque no había nada de que esconderse

... spectrum ex umbra...

Welcome Home... (sanitarium)

Welcome to where time stands still.
No one leaves and no one will.
Moon is full, never seems to change.
Just labeled mentally deranged.
Dream the same thing every night.
I see our freedom in my sight.
No locked doors, no windows barred.
No things to make my brain seem scarred.

Sleep, my friend, and you will see.
That dream is my reality.
They keep me locked up in this cage.
Can't they see it's why my brain says “rage”.

Sanitarium, leave me be.
Sanitarium, just leave me alone.

Build my fear of what's out there.
Cannot breathe the open air.
Whisper things into my brain.
Assuring me that I'm insane.
They think our heads are in their hands.
But violent use brings violent plans.
Keep him tied, it makes him well.
He's getting better, can't you tell?.

No more can they keep us in.
Listen, damn it, we will win.
They see it right, they see it well.
But they think this saves us from our hell.
Sanitarium, leave me be.
Sanitarium, just leave me alone.
Sanitarium, just leave me alone.

Fear of living on.
Natives getting restless now.
Mutiny in the air.
Got some death to do.
Mirror stares back hard.
“Kill,” it's such a friendly word.
Seems the only way.
For reaching out again.



spectrum ex umbra