After some hours a new day cracks the shadow casting a spell on my dazed doped eyes rewind all the films: idle viewers are here so the moment has come to perform. Stood by the door flooded with sun a shape torn by war. Where do your eyes look when you lie... And for sure there's a place where I can finally forget. Your hall of fame is a fake hiding the sole name that shines. Onde lontane nel cielo folgori d'oro sognanti nella tua notte infinita cantano lenti i tuoi santi.