Coagula

[Part 3: Phoenicopervs]…And vapor carried by the windWatched the secret forms of earth.…And vapor felt desireAnd like rain he went deep in her soil.[Chorus:]Conviction and willLike red burning wings.Friction, erosionTurn the ancient stones to magma and lavaWhere fire witnessed the birthOf the bird who's nest was its grave.[Chorus 2:]Conviction and willLike red burning wingsDefying the sunWith self light and warmthContemplating the kingdoms alone on the mountain top,Pondering in solitude, away from masters and slaves.[Part 4: Coagvlación]When you feel no more painWatch your scars and rememberThe sacred dogs dismembered you, and you reassemble yourself.By yourself.