IAMRA

Rueda fortuna by héroes del silencio

Mired in illusion Lost in the master's game Silenced by the idea of time Nurtured with lies and deceit The silent seeker, the seer Travels beyond the veil The silent seeker, the seer Fleeing the dense womb of ignorance To the trained eye There are no coincidences The more you see The less it makes sense To the trained eye There are no coincidences If you can not see You can not truly know We are the current sum of all the ages Leaving a trail of burnt pages Thrown into darkness as stars We travel alone as one When the dust settles on the tavern Is when we're liberated from illusion Taking our first and final breath Realizing life is always after death Mired in illusion Lost in the masters game Silenced by the idea of time To the trained eye There are no coincidences The more you see The less it makes sense To the trained eye There are no coincidences If you can not see You can not truly know The silent seeker, the seer Travels beyond the veil The silent seeker, the seer Fleeing the dense womb of ignorance

The unveiling Become through earned And granted liberation Rise above the secrecy And silent deception Clarity is determined At the depths of murky waters The potion of black earthed blood Is the sludge draining the conscious Essential Learning Corrupted and drifted In this deceiving world The modern savant has ignored the soul Expose the dreamworld We all believe to be real Forgotten, forbidden All the knowledge that is hidden In the shadows Our eyes are blind with confusion The curtains hide the present Leaving only rays of disillusion Expose the dreamworld We all believe to be real Forgotten, forbidden All the knowledge that is hidden

Moon walking amazing believe it or not