Bring Em Back Alive

ANÁLISIS | SIGNIFICADO

I was soaring towards the center of the sun, feeling free and weightless, until I suddenly lost my wings and tumbled into a sea of people. They carried me, not to safety, but to a hidden underground space where they laid me to rest, away from prying eyes and the presence of any witnesses.

In this isolated darkness, I dwell like a silent virus, unseen and unheard. My journey continues towards a mystical city in the clouds, but along the way, I lose my sanity and find myself grounded. In my restless state, I envision an island in a desolate sea where the afflicted perish in solitude, their agonizing cries falling on deaf ears.

As I navigate this surreal landscape, my existence resembles a virus, quietly spreading its influence. The chaos of heathens contemplating their beliefs, the relentless march towards the inevitable end, the bittersweet nostalgia for what has been forgotten—all these elements intertwine in a dance of introspection and revelation. And still, I remain a silent observer, a mere whisper in the cacophony of life.