Light is burried by the dirty sands
No light to see what is before eyes
Mountains stretching high around the land
No strength of climbing up by the hands
Seeds are sprouting up to quench demands
This earthworm is looking for the rats
You can't deny anything i plant
New holes for me needed to be tried
Moon shines bright and mirrors silver light
Got no fear to face with what I've done
But it never tells about gold sun
Cos it was quite planted in my mind
The truth reminds me of orderd Lies
Is that the seeds were just growing up?
Your soul belongs to my piece of fire
Cremating me within weeds of mine