A Momentary Touch To The Depths

I remember the moments Hopes to be a butterfly The changes of a fading soul Crying for all the mankind I remember the moments For a second to ease, I'm silenced Just a body becoming artificial In the black voyage In this tricky masquerade Amid the pink clouds we caged Oh my great, oh great prophet Save us from those illusions So may we perceive the errant Existence of the man Some desperate hidings From my depressed past Have become a deadlock In the deepness of my mind Wake me up graceful wind Unbound me and sing Deafen the man so I kneel So shall the Equilibrium rises