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There are too many questions

And not too many answers

If you’ll try to find the essence

You’ll find everywhere silence.

I am asking who we are

Why we’re living why, the day is after night

Who created us, who’s the father

Of the Earth of sky and red fire.

Those searches to insaine

Simbol of human nature

Those searches are in vain

Are simbols of our lifes.

Who conquers the time?

It’s all a lie

It’s a special lie

It’s A WASTE OF TIME…

My eyes, will see, the lies…

Running for eternity

I am listening to the voices from the past

Who are praying for relief

From this endless pain of hoping and crying.

Those searches to insaine

Simbol of human nature

Those searches are in vain

Are simbols of our lifes.