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