Prism of Life Enigma
hunted by the future
Will the future be my past?
Or is time a fade out picture
Of my everlasting cast?
Love is phasing
Love is
To the rhythm of your sight
I get closer
To the crossing point of
Sanctus, sanctus dominus deus sabaoth.
Pleni sunt caeli terra gloria tua.
Hosanna in excelsis. benedictus…
Holy, holy, lord God of hosts.
are with thy glory.
hosanna in the highest.
is he that cometh in the name of the lord.
hosanna in the highest. )

Let us try to live our lost illusions
They’re the at night
If we don’t we’ll never taste
The spice of life
And when it seems that we’re in a dead street
There’ no reason to cry
Cause we have a helping who’s always aside

Forever light