The Way
Eyes, Eyes shine bright I wonder how you are always right! You see the unseen fearless towards the void, Commencing the verity by all the means. The unknown asks for the answers, rippings off the fake skin So let the truth triumph and crown beholder the win. Somber secrets are dumped within every soul, But what matters is the lucid role. Mortals are we, products of the sand. On a voyage which will one day end. So be the one with spirits heralding high, And make up to every moment passing by.