The long voyage of evolution
To resist to the terrenal life
shadows, lights or just inmensity
the sweet pleasure is confounded with the pain
the sick today with the yesterday are melted
it's mixed an faded, the confusion reigns
cold awakenings, no remembrance of the past
a new foundation of the mind
over the unexistence of the causes
see the long path, see the future go one's way
the pilgrim searchs his last 2 "new chance"
triumphing before the death
ever vanquished, never grateful by the new lives
survive again to the temporal pain
mistaking over and over again
unacceptable, unadvisable, underserved
to grow...made old
to born...to die
the evolution as the uncertain goal
the 3 principles will detain us
no direction, like a frail cloud on the wind
creed with creed
hate branchs hate
to feel the pressure by ancestral command
and rooting grows, grows within
shows the new dress but the interior is the same
to blame...to excuse
create...destroy
dispossessed of the remembrance
that mark the feeling of love/hate
there's no new face, there's no new name, just to be
the bad feelings without face appear
into the eternal and vital chain
hidden knowledge of the of the ancestors will destroy us
to grow...make old
to born...to die