Breathe in, inspire the essence Shining flicker over you Moving slowly Lungs are taking shape like rising blossoms, this is your rebirth Your path is complete
Fakir of life, you are the master of the breathing And we are the answer to your thousand questions Is there something more? Something else exist?
Dazed, detached, bewildered vision I feel the eyes paralyzed! I feel the lungs! They're taking shape! Abstract is the way to spread my form Is there something more? Is there something different from what I've learned? Death is the rebirth
Take my failures, please forgive me Forgive the ashes of my past And take my presence as the answer
This life, in every single moment It gives a principle Every single second We're asking ourselves "Who Am I?" But we're not the one who asks
We spent our days on written arrangements Of generating flutes Stripping king's cuffs embroidery Connecting the semiotics that lays Between the A and the Ω
Be able to die Be the sum of all the senses Now you have just passed the edge Where there's no place to go Nothing to ask, nothing to believe Nothing to hope, nothing to be Afraid of, nothing to fear
We used to climb high On the knowledge mountain Deeply rooted is the tree
As you failed, you can rise again So take this emptiness for yourselfTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
