Lyrics Gathered Mind - Gui Amabis

With his gathered mind he goes
Picking on the line he thoughts
By mixing things in this
He really thinks that his vision is your neap
And he lives a thounsad years
As if not enough
By wasting time in love trhough all his life
He consums moren then he breathes

And lips, the world of another man
Like if it was his
And seems the blood of the health
Just for dignity
With his gathered mind he goes