Tekst piosenki
Numerous exits in my self dimension.
(The) true ones stay with a print in my aura.
Control the flesh instinct, support with your soul.
The first betrayer, his own regret.
False...
Great spirit: Ideas
Middle-levelled: Events.
Non-evolution: The others.
Lost in materiality, losing everything.
Losing the circle of knowledge, losing more.
Losing faith, a lost destiny.
Beauty in youth, I'll natured ?
Elder in beauty, forever elite ?
Magnificience of our ancestors: Is their art greater ?
Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a mystery.
The present is a gift.
Support your soul instinct, controlled by your flesh.
