Cuatro acordes iniciales, el primero que se repite y en la quinta cuenta estalla. La metamorfosis revela una piel y luego la invierte, descubriendo su contraparte. Y las veces sucesivas, donde ningúna es igual, pero no pueden dejar de emparentarse (semejan un salva-pantallas del Windows SO '95)
Hasta que comanda la voz
Si esto no es lo que ves - No te hace ciego.
If this isn't what you see
It doesn't make you blind
It doesn't make you blind
Si esto no te hace sentir - No significa que haz muerto...
If this doesn't make you feel
It doesn't mean you've died
If this doesn't make you feel
It doesn't mean you've died
yeah
Si no quieres ser visto - No tienes que esconderte
If you don't want to be seen
You don't have to hide
You don't have to hide
Y si no quieres creer - No tienes que tratar
[de] sentirte vivo
If you don't want to believe
You don't have to try
To feel alive
You don't have to try
To feel alive
Vivo en lo Superdesconocido
Primero roba tu mente
y luego tu alma
Alive in the superunknown
First it steals your mind
And then it steals your soul
If this isn't making sense...
...It doesn't make it liesAlive in the superunknownAlive in the superunknownAlive in the superunknown
Get yourself afraid
Get yourself alone
Get yourself contained
Get yourself control
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