Relations are artificial; will we give it a new beginning? 
Find the essence in ourselves and escape through the tunnel 
Transferring spirits. 
The second coming 
Shattering bodies and rising fire 
A broken man came our way. 
He'd lost his harvest 
Sunken, he gazed?
There lies the blessing 
Forthcoming shadows are unfulfilled 
Striving forward and deliver innocence 
There lies the blessing 
We are striving forward