Looking at the horizon, waiting for answers that never appear. What's the meaning of life? Are we the result of an almost impossible chance at one point in the vast universe? Our existence is nothing more than a sigh within the eternity of creation, an instant of life surrounded by death and emptiness. Those who know the answers live among us, those who possess the knowledge watch us in the shadows. We live blinded behind a curtain of confusion, our ancestors knew the answers. For millennia watching the sky they waited for the return of the architects, the secrets of ancient gods are still among us. Everything is written, only who is able to see beyond will be able to unmask them. The truth lives within us, encoded and hidden is the answer. Our existence is ephemeral and our most precious asset is us. Do not waste time looking for codes far from us. For millennia watching the sky, we're waiting for the return of the architects, the secrets of ancient gods are still among us.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
