Draw, lost under this infinity of codes and I’m falling in desperation.

Will I survive through this tunnels, through this paths, reality can not explain,

Who am I.

Will I figure this out, before I reborn.

Static, burned vision in imagery of codes

With different ends.

This painful sequence keeps me wondering in endless connections.

I wish I could wake up from this sequence of life. Change this paths, change my skin and created a new dimension.

False, lost under this infinity of codes

And I’m falling in desperation.

Will I survive through this tunnels, through this paths, reality can not explain who am I.

Will I figure this out, before I reborn.

How can I know who I am,

When every time I wake up my skull is dressed with a different skin.

How can I know.

Will I figure this out before I reborn.

As we Continue through

This path leads away

I don’t know the way.

Now, the path that shapes us now

Is the only thing that counts

I want to know

What exist ...

How can I change the past?

Until we know how this ends

I’m going to find it

Is this reality real?

Has my thoughts align with my word.

This energy that’s formed, is this the fulcrum point.

What is it that you’re searching for? And when you find it, what then?