I am a nomad. I am a hopeless wanderer, searching for an endless summer. I am the most terrible vice, hiding in the dark caverns of my soul. The beast needs a cage, the beast needs a solace. This is my eternal strife.
The hundreds of roads, the thousands of kilometers, I have walked on my own. The pursuit of my dream.
I am on the verge of war and peace. I need solitude, I hate solitude. I am searching, I am searching for the place where my wrath will die, where is no duality. This is my eternal strife.
The hundreds of roads, the thousands of kilometers, I have walked on my own. The pursuit of my dream.
Faith is inside, it will be revealed. Peacefulness will be comprehended.
Every time I take a breath, I fill the beast with life. He wants to break my chest, but I will, I will overcome.
The eternal strife. Losing my mind, going insane in the name of light.