The Illuminated
Born under the eyes of the moon
The arms of death can't embrace them
His gift is unique
It's the sign of fire
He knows his mind is eternal
From him
Nothing can be hidden
His life is dominated by premonitions
His truth
Is hidden in his soul
There isn't and never was an explanation
His power sometimes
Is stronger than his mind
It invades every thought
Everyone says
He is the illuminated
But in really nobody knows
He feels
His reaction
Controlling
His reason
Restless visions
Consume his mind
He doesn't judge
Himself a prophet
El Iluminado
Nacido bajo los ojos de la luna
Los brazos de la muerte no pueden abrazarlos
Su don es único
Es el signo de fuego
Él sabe que su mente es eterna
De él
Nada puede ser ocultado
Su vida está dominada por premoniciones
Su verdad
Está escondida en su alma
No hay ni nunca hubo una explicación
Su poder a veces
Es más fuerte que su mente
Invade cada pensamiento
Todos dicen
Que él es el iluminado
Pero en realidad nadie sabe
Él siente
Su reacción
Controlando
Su razón
Visiones inquietas
Consumen su mente
Él no se juzga
A sí mismo como un profeta