The numbers are not silent For him they mean beauty Phenomenon - deviation from us From what is natural
Please decide is it him, the prodigy Or do you see a being you despise
Looking down from the skyline To structures so difficult to find Those landscapes to remember They remain the same forever His mnemonic that you shall not understand
Vi veri veniversum vivus vici Vi veri veniversum vivus vici The unverse of thought is waiting to be born The land that's free of human faults The orthodox views are ready to be torn As a result of his mind's accomplishment
Seeing all the mistakes made by the others Makes him feel uneasy But the greatest questions, with no answers found Insomnia... Where is the solution?
Vi veri veniversum vivus vici Vi veri veniversum vivus vici Without a thought he sees the world unknown Such mental skills he's always had Within this aural imagery he roams Where the scale of cosmic and small unite
Vi veri veniversum vivus vici Vi veri veniversum vivus vici For a second so close of finding the key To understand why he recalls it all The riddle of human brain, Still a mysery remains inside of him
The enigma of his mind The sounds of those symbols The voices decipting the numbers The scenery of number six These are the properties of savant Mystery to us
Without a thought he sees the world unknown Such mental skills he's always had Could he teach them to me? So that I could start to see