I need a lot something
Something that I still don't know
Meanwhile me alive hunting
Doing of the fast the slow
I look inside of me, and I hear the screams
And think if all this exists in another worlds
And a drop of hope springs from the source in me
The voice tells me that I don't need die to learn

What would of the light be without the darkness?
Would there be angels without the demons?
The pleasure is in the search, not in the conquest
And just the nothing is eternal
Look inside you, and maybe you find
The window of the soul, and sees around

All your masks looking for you
But now you know what to do
Look inside you, and maybe you find
The window of the soul, and sees around
All yours masks looking for you
But now you know what to do

What would of the light be without the darkness?
Would there be angels without the demons?
The pleasure is in the search, not in the conquest
And just the nothing is eternal
Look inside you, and maybe you find
The window of the soul, and sees around
All your masks looking for you
But now you know what to do