Abstract arts in your mind
A life without direction
Never comes back
Following some way
The words are not true
Without leaving the crowd
I can see it disappear
In a black history
Their attitudes
(Without) concrete imagination
Are not right
But you can remake it all
Make silence in darkness
Think about what you do
In what you wish to
Run for close to me
Past lives return to the surface
Wrong rules always remain
Freedom has a price
By the tear (that falls) from your face
The feeling may comes
The Humanity is on my feet
I will not lie anymore
I am not who you think I am
Their attitudes
(Without) concrete imagination
Are not right
But you can remake it all
Make silence in darkness
Think about what you do
Come to me at the way you want to
The certain gates are opened
A number in your mind
We'll be stronger together
Make silence in darkness
Think about what you do
In what you wish to
Run for close to me
