How many of us suffered to death?How many of them gained more wealth?How many of us mourned?How many of them earned?How many times we suffered such a pain?How many times they will do this again?They are Cruelbut…We don’t have to be.

A fish cannot be aware of the ocean, before jumping up out of water.

Pains are not to be relievedSorrows are not to fade awaya slight change in the visionmay bring a new experience

Survival is an ancient dream Life is nothing but an everlasting illusionNothing is RealDon’t believe in illusion,Remember me,I am here …

What could be a destination for a lost, when there is no will to move on anymore?

Injured SoulFainted EyesReturningfrom where?Weary feetWeak armsTreadingtoward where?Struggledin vain battlesFightingdelusive enemiesErred bya deceptionThe ancient deception

Look at meI am the life in a wastelandLook at meI am the slavery through the agesLook at meI am the mirror of the worldLook at meI am the illusion I’ve fought forLook at meI’m still loving youand I keep being herefor you, for me,and for what’s worth breathing

From the very beginningperplexing and wanderingfrom one ocean to anotheran everlasting wander

Looking aroundthere is nothing but illusionEverything is drownedin the oceans of illusion

The Invisible is movingSoftly and soothingI feel it insideIt is youIt is my feeling for youI want to give it lifeMy whole life