Letra de Abysmo (Live in Katowice 2004)
Men with both roots and wings They tie us down and ask us to leave They are teachings unheard, they are bodies on smokeMen with both roots and wings At a singular voice we moan Our teachings mislead, our teachings like smokeWe sleep between the storm that was And the storm which has to comeWe've learnt to learn everywhere And the very own nature has taught us to wait Difference does sound like sin, equality reliefs And that fame rhymes with hate yet everything is fair On the intervals of your deathMisguided demons or forthcoming heroes Each one with an important name Nothing else than an important nameMen with both roots and wings At a certain time we are one Our litlle tricks, our innocence stubbornMen with just little wings, men with just little minds Men with just little eyes, men with just little deedsSleeping between the storm that was And the wind which fails to come (and finally) Blow us away