The Earthling

Navigate with a solitary smile
 Gobbling on your dusty propellant
 Oily smoke comes out with every breath
 I'm my own engine, a phenomenon of ridiculous
 Self-combustion
 A tinkle resounds, fleeting
 What it's not has ever been, will be seen as an old lame
 Dissect my confessions in which I believed
 Eyepieces erupt a graceful tar
 Excess fertilizer, no way out
 The smooth plants that grow on my backbone
 translate the abrasive fragments of a radiant era
 What it's not has ever been, will be seen as an old lame
 Dissect my confessions in which I believed
 The far star you are
 A sand figure wafts in our lives
 The far star you are
 A sand figure strays from us
 Human
 Terrestre
 Entità, di rossa carne vestita
 What it's not has ever been, will be seen as an old lame
 Dissect my confessions in which I believed
 Earthling
 Terrestre
 As an old lame
 Earthling
 Terrestre
 The far star you are
 I would know what you bleed
 I would know if you are alive
 Umano
 Terrestre