Walking moments of life through the way of time

The surrounding green tastes this immortal instant

To be the frame of melancholy read by parallel selves

Feeling golden winds opening the gate of our mortality

The enchanting vision is trapped in reflected glass?



Hear the silence in million voices

Oppressing breathing whirls into a void

The picture's becoming clearer,

The blast of clarity louder



No time to realize the apparition of the clearest moment

That ruthless reality awakes me as I am her worst nightmare

Living is again my inner fog path

Scanned by this sarcastic clock of bitterness

And recollections roar through the caverns of my mind



The picture's becoming clearer,

The blast of clarity louder



No time to realize the apparition of the clearest moment

That ruthless reality awakes me as I am her worst nightmare

Living is again my inner fog path

Scanned by this sarcastic clock of bitterness

And recollections roar through the caverns of my mind



Enjoy the last breath of this glimpsy gasp of eternity,

For a lullaby always comes to an end

Enter the submission of a birth giving slumber

Murderer of normality, killer of a blind sight

Pillow and rest in my cradle of untouchable delight