To live on a world above the stars,

Holds the mysteries, the studies beyond the far,

With torturing pains and aid-less sores.

Drunken men and their lion like claws.

Woman with their bucket full of innocent wars,

Oh, and false love the biggest trick of them all.

This rock so cold and sad, holds nothing but a dying babies hand.

A world that death be afraid, because even death has mercy.

But deep inside the soul of man holds a key to a unforgettable land.

A land so far and wide that all things and there tortures all,

Just become a small good book to read for all.