I fly, I fall, I fall and I am rising again in this life and nothing personal I see, I hear, I feel, I accept all that occurs around me To break a line separating life from existence but I’m afraid To forget, leave, be receded and leave it not now and not here Transforming it in
Ch: Love doesn't mean anything, if there’s no subject of LOVE which burns a life transforming it into the law
I've died, I am cold, sad and forgotten, and there was only envy to alive I am undressed and deaf; the remnants of soul recollect taste for a life The frozen heart tries to move, but attempts are vain Desire to return is vanquish cold, I am programmed to transform all into pain Transforming it in
Ch: Love doesn't mean anything, if there’s no subject of LOVE which burns a life transforming it in the law
Bridge:
I am on a razor's edge, I will try & find a way out which is true and everything is in its place