Strange things rise up from people when their path isn't seen
Simple me who desires a freedom which way given by youth
We slave upon madness
Worth that dares to speak but allowing us to see a dim light to the end
When we can pursue our hearts
Greed has seeded the land and we eat with hunger to never fill our bellies
We are the divine right as human beings
We traverse through this planet to make names
That strike against the nail with hammer to prove we die in the erosion of time
No man can pass through this light
Only a man willing to let it be free can he be a man to allow himself to the universe.