I know I´m not alonenBut it´s an invisible ideanI try to seek where I came fromnThan everything become surealnI read the book under the sunnIt´s not even blurring my sightnI face the right, I face the wrongnBetween shadows of the lightnnI know someday I´ll disappearnAs a painter with no tintsnI wait the rain to release some tearsnAs a sinner with no sinsnnnI´ll forgive myself tonightnThe daylight never longs enoughnTo jeopardize my evil sidenRelative perfection upon usnI concentrate on sacred landnDigging for secret omensnA blessing, a knowledge, a whisper, a handnTo easy the misty world where I live