I FOLLOW THE STEPS I SEE IN FRONT OF ME 

THEY ARE DEEP AND WELL-DEFINED 

THEY SHOW AN UNDEFINED BUT STRAIGHT PATH 

WHAT HAS GONE THROUGH ME WILL NEVER RETURN 

FUTURE WON'T LET ME LOOK BACK 

I JUST WALK, I DON'T EVOLVE, I JUST WALK 

ANIMALS RUN BY MY SIDE 

THEY TRY TO COMMUNICATE, EACH ONE IN ITS OWN WAY 

BUT I CAN'T UNDERSTAND 

I FEEL ALONE ON THIS IRRATIONAL PLANET 

TO CREATE OR JUST OBSERVE 

I KEEP WALKING ON THIS DESERT MADE OF IDEAS 

PRIMITIVE FUTURE 

MY HEAD IS HEAVY BUT EMPTY 

EVERYTHING AROUND ME IS VOID, WITHOUT MOVEMENT 

WITHOUT PERSPECTIVES 

THE NIGHT INVADES THE SKY 

THAT DARKENS THE DRY GROUND 

MAKING MY SHADOW JOIN THE BIG STAIN THAT'S FORMING 

MY STEPS BECOME SLOW AND AGONIZE 

I STEP ON SKULLS OF GENERATIONS THAT HAVE NOT FORMED 

I HEAR PAINFUL CRIES OF WARS THAT ARE TO COME 

TO CREATE EVERYTHING AGAIN, FROM THE BEGINNING 

TO TEACH NEW MINDS 

TO AWAKE A SLEEPING GIANT BURIED 

ON THE ASHES OF DISGRACE 

IT'S SCORNFUL THE WAY I LIVE 

I LOOK WELL, I THINK I'M WELL 

THAT'S ALL... 

I FOLLOW THE STEPS I SEE IN FRONT OF ME 

THEY ARE DEEP AND WELL-DEFINED 

THEY SHOW AN UNDEFINED BUT STRAIGHT PATH 

WHAT HAS GONE THROUGH ME WILL NEVER RETURN 

PRIMITIVE FUTURE