Prisionera Robot - Pier

Desafiando a la vida inconsciente viaja la deriva

Ya no se esconde y en las esquinas sus amigos brindan.

A lo lejos asoma una luz furiosa encendida

Buscando guerra por tener sus almas perdidas.

Sonrisa querida paseando por esa avenida

Confundida observa la dicha de ser pretendida.

Ojos mal pensados pretenden alguna alegr?

A Caprichosa se niega al sentirse pan de todos los d?

As.

Escupe la fuente testigo de sus propias mentiras

Abusa del miedo acariciando su piel colorida.

Mastica con bronca y el dolor ya no participa

Sus o?

Dos sienten el zumbido de esa cruel sinfon?

A.

Su est?

Mago cruje

Su cara empapada de rabia.

— Prisionera — Robot, Prisionera — Robot

Challenging the unconscious life travels the drift

He no longer hides and in the corners his friends toast.

In the distance a furious light appears

Seeking war for having their lost souls.

Smile dear strolling down that avenue

Confused, she observes the joy of being pretended.

Badly thought eyes claim some joy?

A Caprichosa refuses to feel like bread of every day.

Ace.

She spits out the fountain witnessing her own lies

She abuses fear by caressing her colorful skin.

She chews with anger and the pain no longer participates

Hers or?

Two feel the hum of that cruel symphony?

A.

Its hers?

magician creaks

His face drenched in rage.

— Prisoner — Robot, Prisoner — Robot