Three thousand years Waiting to be born In my mother's Searching for a soul Silence, a gift of speech Blindness, eternal vision Time a trusted friend God, my son to be born My eyes have seen / darkness My ears have heard / incredible silence My mind has thought / remarkable nothingness My truth lies in nothingness...
Trust me, I shall stab you in your back See me, I have died in the past me, I scream my silent thoughts I am the liar
After six thousand years I shall be born In my mother's womb searching a soul Silence a gift of speech blindness vision Time a trusted friend God my son to be born
Three thousand years Waiting be born In my mother's womb Searching for a soul Silence, a gift of speech Blindness, eternal vision a trusted friend God, my son to be born
Trust me, I shall stab you in your back See me, I have died in the past Hear me, scream my silent thoughts I am the liar