Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mauro Di Iorio
Songwriter:in
Andrés Arcentales
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Imperfect beings hidden in the dirt
Overlooked, Predestined to decay
Among the rubble Fragmented seeds awaken
Rejected, maligned
Yet still they yearn inside
Outlawed from eden, they underestimate
The hues of a soul noble and kind
Jagged splinters that shift and dance out of time
In a rhythm unknown, you'll never understand
A twisted pattern existing in a place that the world forgot
Through the years
Shattered lines in the shadows that seem to stray
Transcending into something real
Do you see the art in tears, In the places time forgot?
(Symmetry of)
New colors spill from broken frames to scars
A shattered glass can be a work of art
The cracks reveal a place where beauty hides
Can you find clarity where colors blur?
In the eye of the storm
Scarred and flawed, In the wreckage the stars remain
Shadows sway, crimson stains fill the porcelain (In the gloom)
Broken pieces mend!In the void, echoes spread
From a distant shore
Break the mold You are safe in this realm of noise (In the chaos)
Where the broken intertwine (and merge)
New colors spill from broken frames to scars
A shattered glass can be a work of art
The cracks reveal a place where beauty hides
Can you find clarity where colors blur?
We are reborn
From your cruel scorn
New forms sustained
By unseen energies!!
Tell me, do you see the glow
Beyond the boundaries
You are not an empty shell You're more than skin and bones!
(Seek!) The symmetry of the broken
(You should!) Observe beyond the facade
(And you will) Forge your own perception to Finally discover that
Every crack Every scar Is a work of art
Every canvas remains empty
Till you bind the fragments
And make brushstrokes of your own
Symmetry
Of the Broken
New colors spill from broken frames to scars (To scars)
A shattered glass can be a work of art
The cracks reveal a place where beauty hides (it hides)
Can you find clarity where colors blur?
New colors bleed where all the lines are lost (the lines are lost)
Suddenly they transcend!
You'll find the grace where time can't be erased (Can't be erased)
And wonder, does it cut or set you free?
Written by: Andrés Arcentales, Mauro Di Iorio
