Conceiving a new dimension
Where self-glorification will be considered the worst sin
Forgiveness as a constant misery
The death and birth of my senses
The becoming of my body
Before the born of our knowledge
My word will be declared truth
The restless perception falls
Desperately
In a mirror of pain
And it comes again to cover us all of pity
A manifestation of absolute power
Underneath the ground of this non-reality
The perception falls
Deteriorating words
Enlighten me with expressions of peace
This time of joy
Unconsciously condemned
To repeat itself
To become a stone
To suffocate eternally
The great beginning
The paradox of the circle
A purification
I'm not drowning
This water will take me home
The paradox of the circle
This water will take me home