There is something else to regain this trust
It has to be built again to the broken crust
The whispers are said to tell the lie from every direction
It shows me the reach of my own destination
These angel’s lips can’t be described
It has only made every part of the mind even more tired
Describe the gods and the beast
It does everything to break free from its leash
They describe everything in whatever way they might
It has only make more of this powerful sight
The only thing it has is break its chains of distrust
It has made every I ever had lost in this dust