When I look to the sky, the reflections of my life begin to pour. This universe holds everything within creation, Inside of this is the meaning of, inside of this is the meaning of life.
The illuminated droplets in the sky will tell their stories with light, and I will tell mine with words. Every flashing beam of pixilated distortion will strike my eyes, will strike my eyes. Giving me a new image to piece together, together. By doing this I will create my life, my life.
Oh! I will show guidance to those that follow me. x2