No existing worlds
Mirage of Distant Sun
No substantial forces of great creation
What are they in a world
Which is closed for us
Witch a key that pierce our imagination
Like an arrow
We're crawling through gardens of reality
And brain like a sun-burnt desert
Straggle to understand...

Aggression and violence
Is a reflection of our soul
And from its deep emanates
The creative power of existence
This is the answer

We're crawling through gardens of reality
To find in its foul nooks
The truth about our suffering
Fighting to understand

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