How can you believe, how can it remain?

Now the time keeps silent, and it still remains...

A warning from the Time.

Yourself cannot make the time stand still!

You just have to see the world on your bare eyes...

There is no plan written in the stars.

There is no life inside the Blind man who does not understand.

There is only the Invisible Force who move the universe.

An ancient machinery in your constant movements.

A creature from the east makes himself a maker for your sight.

A guidance at least, making the Man fear inside.

Blinding the mankind from the sight of reality.

Reminding the past, and fearing what was to be.

Trying to predict the future looking behind.

How foolish I was, when I tried to guide the mind for what is true.

No pleasure but pain, a prison for mind.

Do vanities for your body, searching for your label.

A distance between you and yourself.

Like a distance between the stars.

Heaven or haven't, its a matter of choice.

It is How to be, it is how it was.

Can you feel? Can you see?

Can you bear yourself seeing the world on you bare eyes?

Can you brace yourself from your feel?

I can make my habit from steel, or from thin clothes.

Silent he passes, but never in the past.

Unbearable to wait, unseen when it passes.

However, if he keeping to pass, it is us who can move.

In this point of view, time stand still. How can you believe? How can it remain?