I was born a legend of these times, 

Since the first centuries in line 

When there was no querell and mines.

The sky was clear and the world was like paradise,

The was no chasm between man and angels.

During those times the industries had no agents

And every creature was dreaming of a brighter future at an angle,

The four seasons felt better 

And the world had no medals,

You can’t say it does not matter 

When that wall it’s still a barrier.

In the neighborhood there were no crews 

Until the sky was covered in dark clouds

And I was no longer perfect,

Now the devil is the chasm between God and mankind,

We can’t track the tone of our lives 

Until the ends meet in time. 

The heroes and legends don’t die,

They are with the devil having an immortal fight,

We have all seen and witnessed 

That nothing last longer when it’s perfect,

Life is like an oasis in the desert.