In mind and matter we are here, illusion of different worlds, just follow the real way, to the glade of thousand reflections. The truth is not here, deception, reflection of illusion, carry away your mind, out of your world of dreams. Cry it out, and whisper and just ask yourself, and silence reigns. In this light, he will be there, darkness uncovers the truth, hunt him to the center, the revolution of imagination. Cry it out, and whisper and just ask yourself, and silence reigns.