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It´s like illusion
Mirage or something like it
To see so many people living
Just to see others living
Some think they´re powerful
And step over necks and brains
With their Italian shoes
Camouflaging with their outfits
Is it possible to understand?
Revealing the obscure secrets
of the earth, the sea and the sky...
See the angels with their trumpets
Prepare themselves during their whole lives
Programme themselves to follow a direction
A flash of lightning strikes and changes everything
All teaching has been forgotten
What´s going on?
The master is timing his return
is the final judgment day approaching?
Or have we died and not even noticed that?
