IRC-Galleria

Eyes are trying to stare the distant horizon
To the great unknown that is called future
Searching for the meaning to the aimless life
And the thought that may change the course off the storm

Like seasons our lives will forever change
Irrevocably through that higher purpose
That hardly none of us will ever find

Eyes sees the dark figure in front of the distant forest
The figure that reminds of something of the past
It approaches, but still unable to recognize
It's features so it's able to recognize of someone

Like seasons our lifes will forever change
Irrevocably forwards that one greater purpose
That hardly none of us will ever find

In our deepest thoughts
Where love and hate fights their everlasting fight
Lives their lifes those feelings that we live in our lifes

From virtue to the deadly sins
Thought comes one by one to test our souls
Trying to deny the joy and wellfare of our inner minds

The figure movesleisurely like the sream that searches for the sea
Keeping in the foggy mists so it can't be recognized
Until at last it touches the man with it's cold hand
And he sees the broken reflection of himself

Like seasons our lifes will forever change
Irrevocably forwards that one greater purpose
That hardly none of us will ever find

We are cattle
To those subconscious thing greater than understanding
Until the soul lets it loose and we'll watch ourselves to the eyes

And maybe we'll understand...