The place where the stars leave their marks in the black,
The place where Alethia lies on her back,The place where the breeze meets the sound of the waves,
Where the sun sets yet to rise another day,
The place the eagle soar where no one else can find,
Where Athena herself learned to first open her eyes,
The place in which there is nothing else to hear,
Except the melody from nature to our ears,
The place where water goes after it finally settles,
As smooth as the user water river pebbles,
The heart of beauty and the peace of God within,
Where the colors formed to attack black and all it's trends,
Where melody met music and became real,
Where emotions met the flesh and allowed us to feel,
Where dreams became a beautiful reality

Music came to life