The beginning of time None can decipher Are gods creators... Or are they creations? The forging of sky Of stars and the suns No terrestrial being Could truly perceive Perceive.... Is nature of man... Blinded with Divinity ? For aeons he struggles To find and answer Is Enoch the Prophet... The seventh sinner from Adam? That spelled the beginning And the fall of Watchers A lust for Heaven In every weakened soul Is a life of denial To freedom that is given Discernment is power And consciousness a virtue Free will can grant Power and Wisdom The Realm above Illusion or not As Eden's beauty The Realm below Evil or not As Lucifer's appereance I am my TrueSelf I am my own Forger I craft my own Path I walk my own Road
Eu am venit aici dupa niste Mork si deja obosise vikingu din mine si vorbea singur despre valuri si barcutze, dar mi-ati facut voi chef de niste Rimfrost si acum sunt bine.
