Don't compare me to the random streets of your shallow cities.
I've always been an Atlantis.
A mystery that once lived in mythology.
Floating clues in Atlantic but never been figured out.

Out of all the books I scattered on the floor,
journey into different genre of phrases
Cause I couldn't afford to go to places
helplessly comforted by the chains ruling my achilles.

Of the shattered mirrors I had broken
Cause I couldn't help to...