Running, whispering
He wander trough the dark
Panting,
He couldn't take off his mask
...
In the era of this development
The master has back, alive
When the horn's all blown
The sound of awe, burns to flame
...
The rain has come
The rain, all the blues down
Outside, yet inside
Inside.
...
A white, there's no colour in it.
A Red, It's angry...
...
Winds at the shore blows
From the west he comes
strolling
He left a little trace on the sand
...
Long time gone
I have wander around
The woods, the smell of the night
It always the one who brings me wonder around
...
The smoke rose from the city
The clouds, the sky
The calm has gone now
...
The moon was hanging
Bright, shadowing the horizon
Smiling, glittering the sea
With a mesmerizing beauty.
...
My hands clapped,
Gripping hard, Holding like a clam that afraid of it's pearl
...