Through the planets go
all the idioms and laws
the imperfect mind
of the human race
In the silent cold
we are looking for
with one only eye
in our ways of life

In the space between
my knowledge and reality
I suicide myself
into the infinity
When someone hears the sound of gold
then you’ll understand
There are still those who didn’t know
the love within themselves

No one is seeing
the real meaning
of my exploration
without destination