The story begins with a dream,

A vision that collide with my need,

And further to delay the call of thoughts,

I rest myself in the lonely meadows of the lose.

A step into the illusion and the tear of my fright

To be the man I drive onto the forest.

This path is going to reveal itself,

And the man shall meet himself,

Through visions and strikes of our mind,

He will meet the pieces of god,

Will wither away from their sight,

The man who will lose it all,

Shall reach deceived on to the land of the third eye.

Die or live, let the divine interfere,

For now, I proclaim the creation of the man,

Who will be lost within to find the hymn.


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