I am the hand Dissolving illusions I bear no sun And no ultimate nightfall I raise the cries Of a thousand fragments, Above the unbearable beauty of idols I’m abstract dreams within dreams Cosmic seasons feverish And tales of lifetimes In a glimpse of infinity I bring the shivers of unification I speak no tongue No thoughts of creation I grant no truth but a living mystery Widely open to imagination At the end of your roaring existence I’m fire of chaos unquenchable I’m both redemption and tragedy And I am the opposites The countless manifestations The flooded reveries The blood of procreation The wind, the flame The earth and waters cry And I am alone Their quintessence divine Unchained You’ll be exalted through despair Where hope and fear have melted Where all the truths have faded