Go!
You must go thru the path
The war drums' echoes
Leads!
Follow the shine

Signs
The signs are drawn in the sand
Prophecy ends
Our books are burns

Now I trust
The world of imagine
is open wide and say
I wish you could be here
Now I'm here

But this is only
A bolt of mist wrecked in
Wrecked in my head
I want live in

Fall
I fall in misanthropy
It's so good to see
Pull
The pin inside

You never know
you never know who is waiting for you
Sometimes you must close your eyes to see