Part I I am the eye that watches The masses from a distance Their movements trouble me And makes me ill at ease Jealous, frightened, motionless Interaction paralyzes me Fleeing the predator's enticing gaze I have become the prey
Part II Far in the distance Another Utopia's rising The future is recovering From its passed fall from grace A stone's throw from the source Of truth and life I am dying And this virgin oasis Fears the day when it will run dry Far in the distance, I see Don't leave Delusory dreams Let me through