Trip to the Core

I travel on a stream of blood
Tunnels down
Tunnels up
I can feel it all
Pictures from childhood
I wanna stay tuned
Pictures melt into memory
Pictures melt

It seems I've lived another story than the one I remember

I've reached the door of my past
With the key in my hand
I don't know if I want to open that door
Fateful trip to the core
Fateful trip to the core
Fateful trip to the core
Fateful trip to the core

Something bangs on the door
Something bangs on the door
From the other side

Dry branches appear under the door

The blows are getting stronger
The core is heating up
The blows are getting stronger
With the key in my hand
Fateful trip to the core
Fateful trip to the core
Fateful trip to the core
Fateful trip to the core



Credits
Writer(s): Fernando Rodriguez Sendon
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