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.