Silent whisper their voices again
Ever echoed without reason
Hidden still the purpose of man
Endless effort, strict liaison
To seek the stars
Is to kill yourself while climbing, they say
At one with none
Their contentment, say how can it last
Am I the only one to question?
To stay blind in an endless maze
Is that man's role within creation?
Chained to the pole that pierces each heart I have spoken
Captive in flesh, in sorrow and pain I have wokŠµn