Il testo della Synesthesia

We're descending down to the world of visions
Sounds filled with colors...
Some of them makes you ardent,
Unsavoury ones you must tolerate!

Hand in hand, face to face.
Face to face with the disgust!

Your brain photographs and also records
The determining influences.
Interweave of these brings the new,
Maybe your devastation!

Endless struggle between black and white...
Between black, white and neon green!

Sentiments are fading to pale,
Colors are holding on.
Concepts of cause and causality
Are mixing here

Dreams are always telling the truth
The flavour of your innermost character
Don't refuse it, or you will be fake!

Hand in hand, face to face.
Face to face with the disgust!