Countless times I run into the storm Segments crumbled and clouded In the rain In the clouds Increasing judgments To proclaim the pain necessary to understand Discolored segments In the fog Crumble the nightmare, in the eternal abandonment I descend into the mantra of the future To cheer, the message To clear the path, to grow again To create the way Inside my brain All the pain come close All the rain come close To my lunatic soul To my lunatic soul To my lunatic soul Stuck in a circle in the light of the night Reality comes through the light of a day The solemn deception, solemn the vengeance that will come Your sickness mind, will be killed by the light! The light of my freedom! and nobody will stop! My My My Lunatic Soul