Lead back time to the dreamer who created it
Fluctuates and falls again, never feeble

The price of gold of a whole fearing lifetime
Only, always it worries

Now redraft the moment
As you wouldn't feel a more long lived splendour or vibes
Than that of rediscovering the strenght

Pulses of men seeking but still never finding will roam
Leaves of undying and quiet shrubs will fall
And the dawn will reach grounds you don't even conceive

The wrongest thing you can do is pretending to be sand trickling down in an hourglass
You're the unit of measure
Don't look at yourself
Don't look at yourself dying

You shall have no other gods before you
You wouldn't feel a more long lived splendour or vibes
Than that of rederscovering the strenght throurgh our holiness

You wouldn't feel a more long lived splendour or vibes
Than that of destroying the dogma

The shoot of a flash