Awake
Shapeless figures seem to blend
As reality fades before my faint eyes.
Distress builds endless sorrow
A sickening nausea invades my soul.
No! I will not tolerate.
I'll cut the strings that hold me back,
To crush the confinement that withholds.
A search for balance in wich I could find some worth.
Unveil the way
Open the gate
A fire within
Senses evolve
Everything is leading my thoughts to where I wanted.
No! I will not tolerate.
I'll cut the strings that hold me back,
To crush the confinement that withholds.
A search for balance in wich I could find some worth.
I drift
Submerging in the stream of mind
I dive
With conviction I go straight towards the leap.