The Chosen One

And my mind now creates a new sensation
I'm trying to breath but I'm under suffocation
I left my world, I'm pulled in this inferno
These flames, this hate that makes me eternal

And all I've ever tried to find, and all I've lived, all useless
My exertion, my pains, all useless

Have I an aim in my life, too? "Find the roots of your source, of your race!"
Parallel connections give me the memory of a vision divine

And also if I'll die, the only thing I'll know is that I tried
Dead but satisfied

I hear those whispering voices, coming from within
This sensation, this madness, I am the chosen one

This amnesia takes me to the daily nature of a time of freedom
My strength is waning, these aura of war

And also if I'll die, the only thing that I'll know
Is that I tried
A bi-dimensional world, and I'm in between
Simultaneously confused, and I can't understand
'Cause I'm dead but alive

Celestial bodies show me the gods of the past (the gods of the past)
That opened the bowels of the Earth to disown them
So why am I the victim?