Do I stand far off outside of you?
Without hope worship at your footstool
Looking for an answers the proud have smeared a lie
I want to feel your strength before I die

From a depth of the sea my soul calls you and
You disagree in spite of it I still stand
When I looked up I saw that transparent blood on my hand
So I cleaned all my spirit but you still resent

And You have given me my heart's biggest desire
Born under the sky love is sinking in the fire
But I felt cold air from the North when I was counting all my sins
And then I saw the raging wind blowing behind the scenes

My son, don't choose the way you feel you want or you have to go
You may be independent but your prating pride shall fall
I've came throughout twelve gates and eleven crystal springs
You have to learn to swim without using water wings

My son, escape to a desert if you hear a whispers' sound
There the solitary wanderer will stick you to the ground
So give him seven stars and try to be forgotten
The ladder of your life has no top and no bottom

My son, turn to the South and send your words which you want to say
Scream and lament this wound is incurable today
Swagger down the empty highway which you used to walk
Come to the Gates of Infinity but do not knock

I heard a huge voice when I was looking for you
I felt the word of wisdom which came unto me from you
And then said I to myself and I said to them all
Is it better to dying in the crowd than on the hill alone?

After the time when the archangels gone
And all of the fools dead for want of wisdom
Now your freelooking eyes awaiting on
The forgotten souls which won't be reborn
And now do they understand their feelings are stillborn

Son of man, don't use your strength, don't use your love, don't use your hate
There are a lot of ways but you have to wait
Cry and howl, son of man, You have to die if you can
Let there be like that
And there was like that

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