[Verse 1 ] I know that passing through here I'll leave traces, Traces of a blend that all creatures possess. This mixture of everything, of fear, agony, anguish, Joy, sorrow before life's bleak process. [Pre-Chorus ] Bio-phobia, the fear of being alive, Bio-phobia, the fear of being alive... And what else can steal the fading fire? The weight of the choice, the cruel, sweet pyre. [Chorus] We are the Paradox, in flesh and bone, The chaos organized in a fragile stone. We leave traces of shadow and light everywhere we roam, The pain that we feel is the price of the love we've known. And Bio-phobia reminds us that, when we breathe, We are ready to exist, and to deceive. [Verse 2] The time that slips between our fingers is short, The urgency of the search, a burden we support. We try to fill the void that makes us complete, With labels, with dogmas, or anything discreet. But the truth lies naked, unveiled and resigned: We are mortals searching for the eternal rewind. [Chorus ] We are the Paradox, in flesh and bone, The chaos organized in a fragile stone. We leave traces of shadow and light everywhere we roam, The pain that we feel is the price of the love we've known. And Bio-phobia reminds us that, when we breathe, We are ready to exist, and to deceive. [Bridge ] It's not about conquering the fear of the day, But embracing the fall and the uncertain tomorrow. The trace is the proof that the soul found its way, Between the beauty of the moment and the honest sorrow. [Outro] The mixture... Fear of life... **Exist, and deceive.**
