Essence

Time to believe to the essence of the meaningsTime to come back to the roots of human learningI call the winds to stand by meIsolate my weak feelings no more to bleedHide the morning star, the hope from their eyesLet them wait their son to riseLiesNever shall believe all truth is saidNever shall believe there is no end, to the pain they feed youTry to expand the limits of your mind far beyond the logic's circleGlad to see the motion in your eyes, so deep withinAnalysing words that mean so muchYou become a master of an ultimate artYou become the one and onlyTo tear apart theories once so solid