Tony Iommi, Serj Tankian, Gibson Band, Cesar Gueikian - Deconstruction

Feeling like I'm always going under Waiting for you to bring back your thunder Life's elements seem to go as under Feeling like I'm always going under A flower's mother, a soldier's father, the farmer's wife The start and end of life The sword can't cut it, man can't kill it Millions pounding on your face We can't see or touch you, God If today I die and cannot deny The life that I lived for what I say will befit myself in time The deconstruction of the human mind Splitting up the world into times A flower's mother, a soldier's father, the farmer's wife The start and end of life The sword can't cut it, man can't kill it Millions pounding on your face We can't see or touch you, God Why am I so cold? Why am I so frail? Why am I so cold? Why am I so frail? Why am I so frail? The deconstruction of the human mind Splitting up the world into times If today I die and cannot deny The life that I lived for what I say will befit myself in time No time to die nor live No structures of a pyramid No trained horses to arise Surmise my position, my words define Deconstruction of the human mind A shifting of polarities to find Waking dreams embellishing my rhymes Splitting up the world into times If today I die and cannot deny The life that I lived for what I say now befit myself in time No time to die nor live No structures of a pyramid No trained horses to arise Surmise my position, my words define