No, no longer a part, a part of your games
You've failed to amuse me, no more names
Days gone by and still no sign of a break
Take your words and purify them like me
Reincarnation, it is real
Speaking to the skies
Dreaming of mine
Watching the smoke of my cigarette go high
We're facing the end
And I can't pretend
Not being in a higher state of mind
Signify, the meaning of science, the birth of it all
All for one, giving a new meaning to the abstract and
Secrecy, all false superstitions, by my own ambitions
Of growing too old, of living again
I'm the master, of my own game
Speaking to the skies
Dreaming of mine
Watching the smoke of my cigarette go high
We're facing the end
And I can't pretend
Not being in a higher state of mind
Speaking to the skies
Dreaming of mine
Watching the smoke of my cigarette go high
We're facing the end
And I can't pretend
Not being in a higher state of mind