Gojira - Indians

Текст песни

Ride a horse that’s cleaving through
the air and space of dreams
travelling through time
all alone I pray
where am I? Who am I?
And that old man trust in me His words are running now
because we have lost all guides
you’re extended now to a world of light
you’re not the one
you think you are
since you were born
you’re only love
On a mount I’m standing now
and it’s coming over me that I’m not here,
I am not on another plane
jumping around, hit myself
I returned inside of me tears sliding down my face
(I die again)
And the horse is leaving me running out of space
running out of reach
you’re not the one
you think you are
since you were born
an Indian tribe