Two birds perched pretty upon a branch by
the quiet stream. The jungle deep in the lush...
Can't hear your voice, but
Vibrations ripple through me...
Once man and nature, would co-exist
Working well with each other, each would assist...
If you come near
the moon, you will find the...
Grey air. I will come to myself, igniting
the fire. When will be ground reality known...
You were my mistake, O god
The road doesn't open now...